Damage Control

Freaking out now was not going to help. I mean, it hasn't been up to an hour yet; the truck could still be on the road, right?

Taking calming breaths, I asked Daphne to fix it, and she told me it was already late, as it had been over thirty minutes. “Daphne…” I took a deep breath, trying so hard not to take out my frustration on her. “You're my assistant, right?”

“Yes, Mrs. Donovan.”

“Well, I thin