“What the fuck? Pierce! Get your striped ass in here!” Hunter Maverick, Neta of the Maverick Pride, shouted from his office.
Pierce winced. Fuck. Hunter must have gotten the same notice he did about the supplies they needed to finish a job they’d been contracted to complete on some government buildings in downtown Jersey City.
Instead of having the items delivered from their usual supplier, he’d gone with a less known, and apparently less reliable overseas supplier who had royally fucked up. The shipment was lost at sea, tying up tens of thousands of dollars the company could ill afford to waste.
He was hoping to use his own funds to replace the order, in fact, he had already started that process, but it seemed his mistake would not go unnoticed after all. Well, there was no use in delaying the inevitable.
“Here, son,” Brayden, the Pride Beta, and a Bear Shifter, handed him an ice pack.