The Battle Line

“Boss? Boss.” Bangs and calls from the door woke Noah up from his sleep.

“What the fuck?” He cursed as the light from outside the window got to his eyes. Why didn't he close the damn windows last night and who the fuck it was that was banging on his door this early in the morning.

“Boss?” He heard the call again and groaned in anger. He was never a morning person and waking up this early in the morning might give him a headache.

“What the hell you want?”

“Boss, it's urgent.”

“It better be or kiss your ass goodbye,” he yelled as he slowly got out of bed and started making his way to the door.

“Do you have a death wish?” Noah exclaimed as he opened the door to find his secretary with his head down. He better pray that this was as urgent as it sounds because if it's not, he's going to hear from him for making him wake up this early.

“Boss, bad news.”

Noah sighed.

“What is it this time?”

“Th…the media…. Rumor..”

“What is it? Say it.”

The secretary brought out his phone from his pocket