Intelligence for Hire by Adam Himmer

“Did you hear what happened last night?” Carl intercepts you as you step out of the elevator, his wide eyes hinting to an impending rise in your blood pressure.

“No, the wife and I went out.” You keep walking to your desk in hopes that he’ll latch on to someone else. The footsteps behind you tell you it doesn’t work.

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