Greedy
Bam!
Ryan jumped from his seat and raised his head to see who was sick enough to open the boss's door like this. His mouth closed when he saw the devil himself standing at the doorpost.
"Bo….Rhett." He called and stood up straight.
Rhett barged into the office after making sure the door was locked.
"Why didn't you tell me about it?" He asked. His voice was low but sounded dangerous.
Ryan frowned not getting what he was asking, "tell you what?" He asked.
"Why didn't you tell me she ran away?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Ryan closed his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck, he counted up to five before opening his eyes again.
"I did try to tell you when I called this morning, remember?" He asked.
Rhett snorted, "That shouldn't be an excuse, Ryan. You should have told me as soon as you got the news and not allowed me to hear from my own workers downstairs." He yelled.