That night Dave hardly slept a wink. His restlessness kept Dee awake, too. She finally gave up trying to sleep and switched on the bedside lamp.
“What is it, honey?” she asked.
Dave sighed heavily. “It’s the Primo project. The end product wasn’t bad—but it was a financial bomb for the company.”
“Yes, you mentioned that. How bad of a bomb are you talking about?”
“A zero profit bomb.”
A long silence followed. From Dee’s experience, she understood there might be implications for her husband.
“Do you think you’re going to survive this?”
“I don’t know. In a couple of weeks I have to give Jim a full report about what went wrong and how to keep it from happening again. It’s not going to be easy. I know Beattie said she would ...