I felt like the world around me was spinning.
"Rose… Get this set of files to HR immediately.
Call Mr. O'Shea and speak to him about the proposal. I don't care what you do; just sell it.
Decline this invitation.
Stamp these files. Yes, I meant every single one."
Nathan had been barking orders nonstop; I felt exhausted. I've been on my feet all day.
The temptation overcame me again. I glanced at my watch; it was just past two.
I sighed frustratedly. Why couldn't the time speed up a bit? I grumbled as I stamped the thick sheet of paper.
Nathan had dumped them earlier; I was to stamp every single one. How was that possible? I'd wondered in shock as I stared at the pile; they were numbered in hundreds.
"Hey, you look beat; are you okay?" Justine suddenly stepped in. "I didn't see you come out for lunch."
I nodded wearily. "I've been up to my neck in this; he needs it ready before he goes."
We spoke in low tones,so Nathan wouldn't overhear us.
"What!?... But that's impossible." Justine stared at the thick pile in shock.
"Nothing's impossible, I muttered. I continued stamping it as I spoke.
"Why's he treating you like this? Even Clarice wasn't overworked like this." Justine sounded sympathetic.
"Ghost knows," I muttered.
Suddenly the office door opened, and Justine got to her feet hurriedly.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Nathan, I brought over the records you asked for." Justine gestured to the stack of files on the ground.
They looked really old, I thought, duststained and yellow from age.
"How many years ago?" Nathan asked.
Justine thought for a moment, "From 1997 back to 1943, but the MAB's are in the bank; we'd need your signature if you need those too."
Nathan waved his hands and said, "These will do."
He turned to me and said, "Rose, I' need you to go through these files, recalculate everything, audit it; I want it ready by tomorrow morning."
What!? My heart sank as I stared. Calculate all those financial records. And I still hadn't finished stamping the others.
"Sir…" Justine spoke up hesitantly.
"We have the more revised records; it would be easier to use those instead."
"No, I need to see the total estimations; I don't need the revised records.
"Uhh, Mr. Nathan," I spoke up too. I glanced at my watch and asked, "Can I take these files home? I don't think I'll be able to finish up before closing.
Its..." I glanced at the clock, "it's three thirty already."
"These files absolutely can't leave this building, Miss Rose."
Nathan walked out.
I sighed heavily as a wave of exhaustion suddenly came over me, how on earth.Was I supposed to get all this done by tomorrow morning?
Justine smiled bitterly. "No wonder Clarice looked relieved instead of sad when she was leaving; he's crazy." She lowered her voice as she spoke.
"I'll find a way around it," I said, not even believing my own words.
"I'd help, but I'm tied up too," Justine sighed. "I have to go."
What in heaven's name had I done to Nathan to deserve all this workload? I sat back in my chair defeatedly, my calm behavior from earlier totally gone.
I stared at the piles of files; I couldn't imagine being able to finish all that before it was time, unless... my eyes brightened, unless I slept in at the office.
"Hey, aren't you heading home?" Justine poked her head through the door.
I shook my head. I was totally concentrated on the task at hand.
"I'm sleeping in; just help me inform security I'll be in."
Justine nodded. She also agreed to bring me a change of clothes the next day.
And now, it was I alone,I thought to myself as I stared out at the darkening sky from Nathan's office.
It's time to get back to work.
I stamped away, my hands moving quickly, pushing one away after stamping while simultaneously pulling another one to stamp.
A few dozen to go... maybe eighry… thirty… a dozen… The last one is done.
I heaved a sigh of relief. My eyes felt heavy with sleep. Nows not the time, I thought resolutely. I glanced at the clock; it was past twelve.
Suddenly, my phone rang,startling me. It was Justine calling me on a video call.
"You look terrible." Justine smiled at me.
"I feel terrible and some," I chuckled. "I just finished stamping every single pay record there is in this company."
I flexed my fingers,trying to relax them.
"The previous MD was a sucker for old-fashioned things; most records are hard copies; things became inefficient; everything changed when Nathan became CEO."
I nodded. "I'm about to start on the records." Suddenly, an idea hit me: "Are you like doing something right now?"
"If you mean am I free enough to come back there, yes, I am. What's up?" Justine chuckled.
"I was wondering if I could just do a quick breakdown; the records for budget allocations and salary caps were all uploaded, right?"
"Yeah, its all on the server, why?" Justine said
"Could you help me? You'd just have to send the salary cap attached to each file, so it'll be easier for me to do the calculation." I said it pleadingly.
"Of course,let's get started." Justine didn't hesitate.
"I owe you chicken at Starbucks, Justine." I smiled excitedly.
We began, and Justine would send the salary cap and file number; this made it easier for me than fumbling about.
"All these expenses, who regulates them?" I frowned as I tapped at my system.
"Used to be some guy, Allan. He was DOF before the death of the previous MD; he and a few HOD's were sent packing when Nathan took over."
I stared. "The expenses from file 31136 are ridiculous the longer I look at it."
"Why? What do you mean?" Justine sounded puzzled.
"26 grand for just a corporate gift to some Hardtech launches? 90 grand for advertising? Thats ridiculous."
The amounts were outrageous; how could that be? Anyway, I'd just calculate everything and get the result.
Suddenly, I paused, and my eyes widened in shock.
"Justine?"
"Yeah, what is it?"
"When did you say the financial records were updated on the server?"
"I think it was November last year—bare a year ago, why?" Justine was startled.
"The receipts..." my heart pounded as I tapped some keys. "These receipts are dated April,but the figures were not the same thing. Who has access to these files?"
Justine went silent, probably typing away at her system.
"Nathan, you, three of the HOD's, and the DOF—anyone else would need signed permission to get them."
I thought for a moment, "When was Allan dismissed?"
"Allan?" Justine thought for a moment, "April I think it's been more than a year."
Justine's eyes widened suddenly. "You can't really be thinking that."
"Yes, Justine," I nodded, my voice trembling. "That's exactly what I'm thinking."
Someone had stolen a lot of money and was trying to hide the clues.
My mind went blank at the realization. Who could be the one responsible for this? I had to let Nathan know.My impulse was to pick up the phone and call, but I paused, it was too late, three thirty in the morning,if I woke Nathan up by this time he'd give me nothing but grief later on.“Justine, let's keep this aside and get the remaining files done and tomorrow I'll tell Nathan about this.”I stayed silent for a moment but Justine didn't answer“Justine?”I called a few more times but she didn't answer, she must have fallen asleep I thought a bit guiltily, I'd made her stay up the whole night.I slowly audited the remaining files, my eyes were heavy, but I pushed on, I couldn't stop now.The first ray of sun had just pierced through the early morning haze when I finished the last file, signed and stamped.I smiled satisfactorily, exhaustion hit me like a big ride, and before I knew It I was fast asleep.*********“Rose… Rose wake up”Justine tapped my arm, I woke up with a start.“I
Rose had the sense of her world fracturing into thousands. Her head was a dizzy mix of rapid heartbeats and fragmented, incoherent thoughts while Nathan looked at her with stone cold eyes. What really struck Gail, in the heart more than anything else was Justine's betrayal. The room shrunk in size, the walls quashing themselves closer and nearer by every passing secondThe air in Nathan's office, so commanding and sterile before felt oppressive now. Rose gasped unevenly, the atmosphere heavy and harsh. All she could focus on was fear and confusion. What had just happened? How did we get at that point so fast?For a moment though, as Jansen and Julian walked the hall to let them out into whatever remained in their lives for the day that fear gnawed at Rose from inside. She could still hear Julian whispering his threat: 'Be carful, Miss.Rose. “Yeah, I think you read with the wrong cat.Rose's eye drilled into Nathan as he rose slowly, his expression unreadable. The accusation weighed th
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The quite magnificent ballroom at this very lavish venue shimmered with the beautiful twinkling lights, and the very air was perfumed with heady roses in full bloom and tasteful arrangements. It writhed with energy and love, mumbling softly with murmurs of conversations and bursts of laughter. Because this was no ordinary day; this was the day that Nathan and Rose would rejoice in the commitment they had made to one another. Rose stood in front of the full-length mirror in her elegant bridal suite, her heart racing with anticipation. The reflection that was returned to her was nothing else but radiant. The word-thin wedding gown was airy, made out of delicate lace and silk, stretching across her figure in a lithe way that then fell into a soft, cascading train. Her beautiful hair had soft curls that would be pinned at the back, with a simple but breathtaking tiara to hold it in place and catch the light so beautifully. She also had a soft veil, just slightly over her face, to add tha
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The grand ballroom of the city's most posh hotel was a glittering array of evening gowns and sharply dressed suits. The cream of the city comes out for the annual charity gala, which tonight wasn't just a social event for Nathan and Rose. They had to network, gather information from influential people who could hold the key to cracking the investigation.Nathan and Rose entered together. Both of them commanded attention. Rose was sleek in a navy blue gown, while Nathan himself looked sharp in his tailored suit and the erstwhile confidence that reflected in his stance. It was easy to tell that they were partners, and their combined charisma drew some admiring glances."You ready for this?" Nathan asked me, his eyes flicking around the room.Rose twirled the intricate necklace about her neck. "Ready as I'll ever be. We need to be strategic tonight—make the right connections and gathering useful intel without raising suspicion."Nathan nodded, his eyes thinning a little as he surveyed th
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The atmosphere at the office was one of urgency as Nathan and his crew prepared for the last lap of their inquiry. In the past few days, they had uncovered some things that moved them closer to unwrapping the truth, and things could get very personal. Nathan's concentration was so tight as he held on to new findings with unrelenting zeal to finally resolve the breach and secure the future he envisioned.Rose had by now become a deep well of strength and inspiration to Nathan. Her steadfast support and encouragement were touching throughout the investigation, and it was as clear as daylight that the role she was going to play in their journey was far from over. His eyes wandered to the other side of the room, where she was working at her desk, poring over with furrows on her brow."Nathan, we need to talk about what happens now," Andrew's voice cut into Nathan's reverie. "We got some new information in—a real bombshell."Nathan nodded and laid aside the report he had been perusing. "Le
The rain had begun pounding against his windshield as Nathan cruised around the city. Its cadence was almost soothing against the turmoil brewing inside. The lead from the previous night could possibly take them to a real turning point in their investigation, and Nathan would see it through no matter what. Added to the weight of the ongoing breach, with personal stakes now involved, this moment became critical.As he neared the address that Andrew had given him, Rose continued to creep into Nathan's mind. Her constant reassurance during the probe felt like a lighthouse in the darkness, and he could not help feeling they were very close to something of real significance. The stakes had become personal as much as professional, something he had not considered from the beginning, and Nathan felt himself more committed than ever to closing the breach and securing their future.Nathan parked in front of the nondescript building, then took a deep breath. It looked like an older building, and
The office was unusually quiet when Nathan arrived early the next morning; the storm of the night before had passed, leaving behind a crisp, clear sky. His mind was still racing from last night's clandestine meeting and the new lead on the breach. Though aware that the information he had been given could be pivotal, he needed to carefully assess the situation and further strategize on their next move.Rose was already at her desk when he walked in, relaxed and professional despite the late night she, too, had pulled off. She turned her face toward him, offering a reassuring smile, with her eyes speaking volumes between relief and anxiety."Good morning, Nathan. How was it last night?" she asked, her voice soft but loaded with interest.Deep breath; thanks to her support, Nathan could do so. "Morning, Rose. It's been a long night, but we've finally got some new information. Looks like this breach is much bigger and more complicated than what we thought. I'm going to go through everythi