Hurry Before The Boss Catches Us Novelas e Histórias

Time was running out and boss wasn't going to be happy if I failed like the last guy. I slowly approached her as she zipped up the jacket. Time to strike. Boss had said, spare no one.

Boss Mario swept the bottles on the table, and they landed on the floor, shattering into different sizes shards. The two ladies in the room shrilled in horror, Boss Mario's eyes were bloodshot, “get out! Get out!” he yelled at the two scantily dressed ladies. The two scantily dressed ladies scampered away in fright, Boss Mario paced around the room, the bad premonition he had, made him restless. “Thunder!” he called out to the Old Man, the Old Man entered the room and bowed to Boss Mario. “Get the car ready, we will be escaping using the car” he ordered.

“Don’t wait for negotiations. Get out before things get worse.” His voice trembled, each syllable thick with fear. “But, boss, the shipment—” “Forget the shipment,” I spat, my patience fraying. “Forget everything. Just focus on getting out alive. Do you understand me?” There was a pause, a brief moment where I feared I had lost the connection altogether. Then, Flynn's voice returned, shaky and uncertain. “Yes, boss. We’ll get out. We’ll—”

"Boss will be pleased with us. We did a very nice job, right Dan? "Yes bro. Concentrate and hurry up. We have to get to the den and meet with boss. I hope the others carried out their part successfully."

I do not like this one bit. This phone call is taking for ever. Our team has lost an important shipment that was supposed to arrive at our factory tonight. The quicker I want to wrap up this conversation the more idiotic questions are thrown my way. My pacing becomes faster as I notice Johnny moving his hand up Aria’s arm.

I explained in response. "I'm gonna go find Travis. We'll find a way around this and get back to you. Keep a close watch on your Criminal Boss and keep me posted" he ordered while I only just nodded in response as though he could see me do that. "Whatever you do, just Hurry. I'm afraid something bad might happen real soon." I pleaded with my voice trailing away as I recalled the last words I heard my boss speak. "Do something! And do it fast" I felt uneasy and thought to confront him but that Could worsen things?

I slowed down when I saw him walking behind the chairman, and when we got to the elevator, Frank came in last, pressing the floor building of my boss. Mentally noting, I should walk behind my boss, go to the elevator last but exit the elevator first. When Sky tilted his head, asking him a question, Frank stepped forward and answered him in detail. Good thing I have an excellent memory. When we reached the office of the president of Quick Soft IT, I saw Mr. Gorgeous-But-Rude, sitting on one of the secretary’s chairs. I raised my eyebrows, wanting to sneer at him as I thought of working with him.

They all seem busy. Rose whispered," Let's go before anyone notices us." "Yea...yeah!" As soon as they turned around a voice echoed, "Boss, you are here at last!!! I am so glad that you are back. Do you know how much of a loss we have today because of the mission failure everyone is busy. If it was not a failure, they all must have been enjoying by now. Now how am I going to give them salary at the end of the month......blah..blah..blah.." his nagging didn't seem to stop.

I simply nodded my head as I tried my best to respond to everyone that greeted me. They did that thing that everyone always did when the boss was walking in. They scrambled around in fear, hoping that my eyes wont catch one dreadful stuff that they had done and tell them to meet the HR to get their termination letter.

a voice suddenly shouted, filled with panic. That startled me. My heart skipped, and though my body felt weak, my senses slowly began to return. “What on earth are you talking about?” another voice questioned sharply. Then a calmer one replied, firm and serious. “The Boss! The Boss is almost here. Everyone, comport yourselves, okay?” Their movements became hurried — things shifting, footsteps changing direction, whispers fading away. My head throbbed, and the dizziness grew worse. But even through the haze, I could tell they were preparing for something.