Different deal;different bill

Tom's POV

"Where is the report from the design team?" I asked my pathetic excuse of a secretary. She trembled before me as if I held a knife in one hand instead of a document.  

"Ah, it's... It's on the way," 

I frowned. "What the hell does that even mean?" 

"I mean," she blubbered. "I had asked the design team and they had said they would send it in as soon as they could." 

"And I'm guessing that isn't soon enough? And quit shaking like a damned fish!” 

She flinched at my sharp words but managed to stammer out, "I can... I can call them again if you want, sir." 

She was useless.She ought to have called them a long time ago dammit. What the hell had I hired her for? I knew I should have gotten a male assistant.  

I waved her off impatiently. "Do that. And make sure th