~Meena~
“What do I do? Please tell me you found a way to fix this!” I’m pacing back and forth while Kelvin is on the computer. We’ve called everyone that we’ve worked with and have been told the same thing. It seems like they were offered to cut ties with us, and when that didn’t work, threats were issued. No one admitted to being threatened, but I can read between the lines.
I continue to pace while glancing at Kelvin every few steps. He’s diligently typing away, but it’s the lack of response that has me on edge. We are as isolated as we can get. We have much of what we need on packlands to keep us from having to venture out. We have some pack members who do work off-site, but it isn’t enough for us to rely on. We need these business partnerships for the good of the pack.
Kelvin slam
