Joel Weber Restart Novels & Stories

Written on it, barely legible through the soot, was a single word: “RESTART.”

"For your sake, it better not. I'll hate to embarrass you in the public. Now you were saying?" I take a deep breath in and breathe out, "I wanted to talk to you about resuming work tomorrow. I would not be able to resume tomorrow because I would like to take tomorrow to rest. Packing and moving down here was a bit stressful and then unpacking and arranging did take a toll on me. I wanted to ask if I can resume the day after." I ask rotating my shoulder due to the pain that was gradually building up.

"What do you do?" Shylie's fingers hovered over the tablet screen in front of her. She read the problem through twice, once quickly, once slower. She took a deep breath before answering. When she spoke, her voice was still. "I stop the launch." She said without pause. "Inform the board, pull the product, make sure it's fixed before going public." "Even if it means losing your funding?" "Yes." She didn't hesitate. "You can rebuild a company. You can't bring people back."