Noble Savage Brewing Novels & Stories

"I'm Noelle Linton. I'm pressing charges for intentional injury against all the security staff at this bar, as well as Jerome Callen, who is jointly liable." Andrew also took out his phone and declared, "On behalf of Garrison Group, I am demanding that all partners immediately terminate any business dealings with Callen Group." Jerome's face drained of color. Before he could even process Andrew's words, his phone started vibrating uncontrollably. He shakily pulled out his phone and saw the screen flooded with calls and messages. The first text was from Brightstone Capital's CEO. "Jerome! Did you seriously offend the Garrison family? Our newly signed funding deal is void immediately!"

“I’m not buying anything else from you unless you can guarantee that there won't be any more fuck-ups with my shipment, Trex.” I say into the phone and scroll through the spreadsheets on my computer. I’ve spent the whole morning in my office, uptown at 5 Fusion, going over the cash flow of my clubs and the casino business I've recently dipped my fingers into. “There's a new line of home brew that everyone on the dark net is trying to get their hands on,” he says. “But lucky for you, I am in contact with the source themselves.”