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Chapter 395

Author: DT Jones
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Creighton arrived back to the Tornado feeling much more confident then when he left. He had managed to speak with the other two suppliers and confronted them on the story Blanchard told him. With a little persuasion, he was able to get their sides of the events, which matched up to what he had already surmised. Garcon was using his assistant as a whore, seducing and blackmailing his suppliers in hopes of getting a better deal. Instead of his schemes working, he had unknowingly sabotaged his own company.

Flipping on the stereo system, Creighton removed his tie and unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt. He tossed his suit jacket across the back of the sofa and fell into the deep cushions, running his hands through his hair. It had been a day from hell, but he was certain his trip was about to end. He was not going to deal with Garcon’s underhanded activities any longer.

Tomorrow, he would call the fat braggard and corner him, then demand he either put up or shut up, as Sandra h
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