#Chapter 21: Reprimanding the Alpha

Karl I cross my arms and take a glance around the kitchen. The tiles sparkle like they’re brand new, and the entire place smells like lemon cleaning solution; I’ve just finished mopping the floor, and although I would never admit it to anyone, it’s… the first time I’ve ever used a mop. “Maybe I’m a bit out of my depth here,” I think to myself as I look around. “But I want to do a good job. For Abby.” I might not know a great deal about mopping floors, but I do know a lot about running a business. I just hope that Abby will let me help more in the future. She said she doesn’t need another leader, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t give her ideas, right? “Karl,” Abby shouts from across the kitchen, her voice commanding over the din of kitchen noises. “Put the mop away. We need you over here cleaning dishes.” She points to the growing pile of dishes on the far counter, then the dishwasher beside it. Ethan had given me a long-winded tutorial on how the machine worked earlie