Yes

It’s not your neck, you have plausible deniability. You love your job and you love The Company. If they’re cooking the books, there must be a good reason.

“Just show me what to do boss.”

He pulls the laptop up to you and grabs you shoulder with a large strong hand.

“Just inflate the left numbers by twenty five percent.”

You quickly grasp it.

“Excellent. I took the liberty of getting you an assistant. If she’s not a good fit, I’ll get another.”

He motions another girl in. Your jaw nearly drops. She’s a stunning blonde with a tight toned body and perky breasts that make you feel small.

“I’m Cheryl. I’ll be your personal assistant. Anything you need just say the word.”

William flashes a movie star smile. “I’ll leave you to it.”

He slips out the door.

You return to fudging the books. “So, Cheryl how did you get stuck with me?”

“Hardly stuck. It’ll take you months to learn enough to need me. So I’m pretty much your coffee fetch it girl for the next few weeks.”

“What’s the deal with...” You point toward the receptionists desk.

“Tanith? She’s a total competitive party girl and kind of a bitch.”

“She sort of invited me to a party later.”

“You should definitely go.”

“I didn’t really bring an outfit.”

“That’s why you have an assistant, boss. Give me twenty minutes.”

You resume your work. A couple hours later William saunters in.

“You’re adjusting to how things are done here remarkably fast. I’d caution you against partying with the executive assistants. They can play a bit rough. Besides, I’d like you to join me for drinks.”

You can join William, lie, continue working and head up to the party, or just finish up your work and head home.