ALEXANDER'S POV

　　The ringing of my phone was relentless. It had been this way for the last two days, ever since the first whispers of trouble started to circulate online. I hadn't paid much attention to the initial complaints—a few dissatisfied customers, some vague accusations about unfinished projects—but now it was like a fire I couldn't put out. Every minute, every second, another call, another email, another report of some new disaster waiting for me to ...