The moment I got to work, I noticed the looks everyone was giving me. My eyes scanned them, and they quickly developed an interest in whatever was under them just to avoid meeting my eyes.Some were engaged in hushed discussions, but when I got closer, they scattered. I got into my office, sat down, and my assistant came rushing in. "You need to see this, Mr. Sommerson."I opened the file, and I was greeted with a bad line. 'Unusual cash flow and forgery of contracts.'I frowned and asked coldly, "Where did you get this?""F-Finance department," my assistant stammered. "T-They noticed the relation b-between t-the account of the funds a-and your personal account."Flames of fury burned me whole. I asked my assistant, "And who started this whole thing?""C-Claude Landton, s-sir."Flames of fury flared further.Yet, I held it down and called Winona right away. "Where are you?"Coldly, dispassionately, she answered, "Outside. Claude and I are talking business. What is it?"I gnas
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