Praying

Nothing for over a half hour then my main door flies in followed by a big thick foot "If you're lyin' then you're dyin'" I heard those word out of Carter's mouth before but never aimed towards me. Behind my desk in my inner office I'm suddenly feel very **** wondering if I've made my will recently, then praying to god that he calms down.

"I wish I was Mr. Carter!" turning around my laptop and bringing up the file. Pressing play as he slams his hands down on my desk top, making everything on it jump. Then he standing there shaking as the sound of slurping and moans break the silence. His eyes become riveted onto the screen and I swear begin to tear up. His legs gives out and he slide to the floor his head shaking as he says "No not her, anyone but her.

"I sorry Mr. Carter!" Putting the chair and desk between him and me, not like that would stop him.Tears in his eyes he backs away from my desk, collapsing into a chair, hans in front of his face. Man i feeling sorry for him and still scared shit less at the same time.

"Mr. Voyeur, I wanted the truth, I can't blame you for getting it!" getting up, going towards my outer office. "Of course I'll pay for the damage to your door!" Walking out ,stopping in the hall "I'll pay your fee when you get me a copy of that video!" In my mind i wondering if i should hold up the three disc that i burned before calling him. With hand and voice shaking

"W-w-e-e-e-l-l !" opening the drawer ad bringing out the discs. Seeing them in my hand he comes back in, reaching out his hand. I place them in his hand gently "When you're up to it, no rush!' In my mind 'Please let me live and I won't try to make money off this find!'