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Walking into work the next morning my head was bristling. I had read every word of the files I had downloaded, sometimes reading them 4 at a time. I had narrowed down my target to Paris Valentine. She lived alone, as far as I could tell. She never married and she doesn't have kids. She could go missing for an hour after work and nobody would notice. I decided to watch her on security cameras to check out her routine. I also found a startling discovery about the company as a whole, it was dying. The last 2 years had seen an overall loss as their politics started to become the focus of everything they did. People were liking posts but they weren't buying products or calling out our models for work as often. A lot of the reports were getting doctored before getting sent up the chain. Michelle Walker might not even be aware.

As I arrived at work, I could see through the glass window at the bottom of the building, Nicole and 3 security guards. My mind started speeding up as everything around me appeared to slow down. Okay this might be for me, after all every file in the company was stolen and then emailed to me. How much do they know? Worst case scenario they know I was behind everything. That seemed very unlikely, it looked way more like Marley stole the files and then handed them off to me to implicate me in someway. Either way I was probably going much further up the building than I was expecting this morning. I quickly got out my phone and started recording audio.

I walked into the building and sure enough the four people were on me. "Jack Wilson? You need to go to floor 50 to see Ms. Walker." Nicole said with a hint of glee in her voice. The HR girls LOVED when guys got fired. The security guards took positions behind me subtly and I decided to lean into the situation.

"Oh good. I wanted to talk with her anyway." I said stepping into the elevator. I was hoping to go up alone but that wasn't happening. The four crowded me in and Nicole pushed the button.

"What could YOU want to talk to Michelle about? Does she even know your name?" She said with malice.

"Nope, probably not. And what I want to discuss with her is private. Unless she told you exactly why she called me up?" I said raising my eyebrows.

"She did not. Better shut up then." Said Nicole. The HR girls were more of the strong arm part of the 12.

We silently got to the 50th floor and I stepped out. Thankfully they only walked me to the door of her office before turning back around. I went in and Michelle was standing up, facing the window and talking on the phone. I had forgotten just how stunning she was. She was like 6' with heels on and had very big tits and a nice perfect ass. Her lips were pink and puffy and her soft blonde hair hung down to her shoulders. She wore black rim glasses which added to her sexiness.

Sitting next to her was Paris, in her black coat. She looked gorgeous too, of course, but she was nothing compared to Michelle. If she was here then I was right about the files.

"I don't fucking know! Okay? I gotta go. Wilson right? sit!" She barked. I didn't match her speed and I walked casually over to the seat she offered and sat down.

"I would like to see your laptop please." She held out her hand. I didn't give it to her.

"Yes, I got the files AND read them. You don't need to check." I said boldly. She sat back.

"Oh good. You admit it. I love it when things are easy." Said Paris leaning over with a document. "This is an NDA. If you tell anyone about what you saw..."

"Yeah, you'll fuck me 6 ways to Sunday. I know what an NDA is." I said grabbing it. "My question is have you read the files, Ms. Walker?" I said taking control of the situation. My heart was racing.

"Of course, I've read the files Wilson. I produced most of them. Now sign the fucking paper so I can get on with my day." She huffed.

"So you are fully aware that the company has been spiraling for the last two years. Okay good to know." I said leaning down to sign the NDA. I looked up before signing. "Do the shareholders know you're losing money?"

"What do you mean losing money? This was the biggest year we've ever had. If you read the files you'd know that." She narrowed her gorgeous eyes at me. I got fake nervous, I gulped and looked over to Paris and I lifted up from the NDA. She looked annoyed.

"Well I read the annotations too. Most of the files in this company get heavily edited before they get to your desk." The room was silent. "The computers downstairs all autosave every 3 minutes so I could actually go through the autosaves and find old info that had been written over. Some of them were actual mistakes that were fixed but there was a lot of cover up. We are down 61% from 2019. I wrote a full report this morning before I got here." I said shakily. Expanded mind was amazing. I wasn't nervous right now, not really. But I could emulate that feeling at will.

"Just sign the fucking paper you fuckin idiot. You don't have power here shut up." Paris said standing up. Michelle waved her off.

"I want to see this report. Now." She said seriously.

I pulled it up on my phone and sent it to her. She immediately looked super intently at the screen. "This is... very thorough...." She said under her breath. "You did this last night? Did you even sleep?"

"No, ma'am. I get sucked in when numbers are involved." I said. That was only recently true.

"Hmm. I know the feeling. This is unsettling but thank you for bringing this to my attention. Do you think you could make more of these reports for me? I would like to know who has been lying to me." She sounded pissed. Paris looked depressed that she wouldn't get to play with me. She had no idea how wrong she was!

"If you want me to inform for you, I want a raise, and an office of my own, and I want your cheerleading squad to leave me alone." I said looking at Paris. Michelle looked amused.

"You can have a raise and you can take over as team leader for Marley while you work for me. I will let my squad know what you are doing." She levied her counteroffer.

"And if your squad are the ones lying to you? They will wash me out of here so fast you won't know what happened." I said looking at Paris. "What's more important, your power over me? Or your power over this company? Without my reports, you will lose both." I said flatly. Michelle looked at me suspiciously.

"Were you always this good at negotiating?" She asked smiling.

"I've been practicing this speech since I read the files. I'm still nervous." I said smiling back.

"Well, you did well. Sign the fucking NDA." She said sliding it over to me. I signed it. "I want a report every Friday. Now get the fuck out of here." She said getting back on the phone.

I was out in the lobby when Paris walked up to me. "I so wanted to tear you apart. You are one lucky fucker, Michelle was so wowed by your report that she didn't think to ask, why did Marley send the file to you?" We got on the elevator and I gave her an amused smile.

"Maybe, SOMEONE told her to try and bring me down. I AM the last straight white male on my entire floor." I gave Paris a sideways glance and stood up straight. "I'm sure you would never do something like that, Ms. Valentine. Now, if you'll excuse me." I said arriving at my floor. "I have some peons to spy on." I winked at her as the doors closed.

So I just got a raise, I now had permission to spy on everyone here, and I was secretly working directly under Michelle Walker. It was time to focus on Ms. Valentine.