Deep In The Woods

Grayson's POV(Continued)

The fates were against me today. A trip that should have taken only thirty minutes to complete, it’s been over two hours and I was still fvcking stuck in traffic. Why today of all days?

In hindsight, it was kind of poetic. I mean, I was already having the day from hell, so why not just add insult to my injury? I tried Josie’s number again while I stewed in the traffic that was at a complete standstill, but she still wasn’t picking.

Forty terribly long minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot of Braille enterprises. The original building had been demolished, but after four years of hard work, the right connections and several loans, Arthur Braille had bought not one but two large warehouses and turned them into the company headquarters.

“Good morning Mr. Callahan.” Roxie, the receptionist, smiled when I walked into the office building.