Chapter 13: Chapter 13

Dylan...

When it came time for the meeting, I sat in front of my laptop camera while the screen lit up.

"Dylan, so good to see you again," Mr. Johnson greeted me in his usual stern tone.

I plastered a smile on my face. "It's my pleasure, as always."

"I just wanted to get an update on how the latest project is going," he said, cutting right to the chase.

"My team is hard at work. So far, all the simulations that we've run have been a success. We have a lot of faith in the process," I answered confidently.

"That's fine, but do you have an estimated date of delivery?" he asked, the scowl on his face getting deeper.

"By our estimates, the project should be completed within the next three weeks," I nodded.

"Three weeks?" Mr. Johnson blustered. "Dylan, you know how important time frames are for us. Three weeks is just too long."

I pursed my lips, biting back what I really wanted to tell him. Once I was sure nothing offensive would come out of my mouth, I dared to open it.