Riley rubbed his forehead with one hand and waved a wad of papers with the other. It was just another blunder in a month of blunders in getting this order filled and shipped to his homeland.
The customs agent frowned at the open folder on his desk. Sir, Im sorry, but nowhere on the log do I see that this cargo was to be accompanied by an official from the OConaghy Company. Perhaps the necessary form was not filled out....?
My name is Riley OConaghy! I am the company! How on earth will that box arrive unscathed once the ship reaches America? What instructions are posted in your paperwork to ensure proper delivery? Riley was, quite clearly, an enraged man who was not about to leave unless the agent satisfied him.
The agent adjusted his half moon glasses and peered back over his desk. The log states that the goods are to be received by Mullins Imports and delivered to an outfit called Celtic Jewelry in Queens. As for a boarding pass,