"This should not get out to anyone, quickly clear it up and ensure that there's no trace to connect it to us . Am I understood? The press should not even get a whiff of it."
"Yes boss. But …"
"What?"
"I mean… I wanted to ask what the next step would be if your father finds out about it."
"I don't pay you to ask questions, I pay you to do your job so do your job, and don't ask questions . I will handle any other thing that arises."
"But…"
I groaned, my patience strained with the incessant questions and excuses.
"When did you become such a pussy?. I gave you a job to do and I'm paying you for it. What the hell are you going on and on about?"
"It is just that , sir, your father is.."