I sat up straighter in my chair. “What file?”
“Pilfering. Expired snacks she took home for her daughter. Items that were already marked for disposal. He’s documented six incidents in two months. He’s preparing to terminate her for cause.”
I closed my eyes. Derek. Of course it was Derek.
“He doesn’t know I know her,” I said.
“He doesn’t know she exists to you, sir. That’s the only reason she still has a job.”
I walked into my own corporate headquarters as the homeless man.
I thanked him and hung up. Then I put the disguise back on.
I walked into my own corporate headquarters as the homeless man. The receptionist froze. Two security guards moved before I even reached the elevator.
“Sir, you can’t be in here.”
“I’d like to speak with Derek,” I rasped. “Tell him it concerns the night cleaning staff.”
