C19 Crisis Management Plan
“Hello Rachel, I need your help.” Cordelia speaks into her cell phone immediately her call is connected, her tone firm.
“No pleasantries? This is unlike you Cordelia. Is all well?. Rachel asks, curiosity etched in her voice.
“I am in a tight spot, and I don't know what to do.”
“What happened?”
Cordelia stands, massaging her hair roughly in frustration
