I was looking from my computer to the paper in hands. They were some permits that needed to be confirmed and submitted. Normally, I would have the team I’d hired to handle permits do it. However, these specific permits had been rejected for the fourth time now. Either we were dealing with a pissy and spiteful pencil-pusher or something was wrong.

It was taking so much time to go over the information multiple times with a mind-numbing amount of reading. The only saving grace was that Ria was ...