Murray quickly reviewed the situation and called the project manager.

"Terminate them. Every single one."

"What? Are you serious?" The manager thought he must have misheard.

These were the company's top priority projects, some on the verge of paying off. And now they were being axed out of the blue?

"Did I stutter?" Murray's voice was icy.

"No, sir."

"Is it really that tough to get?"

"...Not exactly."

"Then what's the issue?"

The manager was sweating bullets. "Mr. Sherwood, I just don't understand..."

"You don't need to understand. Just do it."

...

Shutting down over twenty projects and figuring out how to minimize the losses-all of it was concrete and challenging.

the time Murray finished, it

brightly above, the city lights a distant haze. He remembered

let

echoed

comes in many forms, but the hardest to swallow is when everyone tells you how great a woman you lost. Before, they said nothing. But now, after

when he got back to his mansion and found the living room

mentioned he had met her

broke, golden rays of

up and

bothering

Madge. After eating she slipped

morning, she took a detour to the market after

ready, but fresh

"Around 6:30."

"That early?"

just wakes me

the meat and vegetables. "Went to the

Rosded. "The pork ribs

looked

pounds. Dad, how

care

a knock at

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