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Chapter 02, “Desk 1,” Part 2

“Yes, it is. It looks like they didn’t touch it,” I told her. “Good, good!” my boss exclaimed. “What about checkbooks?” “No checkbooks! They took both your personal and Reggie’s.” “Gamemeno!” she shouted into my ear. “Did they open the … Continue reading

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Chapter 02, “Desk 1,” Part 1

I wandered numbly through the crushing silence and noticed where the intruders had left their marks: footprints and bits of yellow attic insulation on the rug upstairs, open closets and cabinet doors, and wrinkles in the gold satin runner on … Continue reading

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Chapter 01, “Twenty-Three Angels,” Part 3

The office phone rang again. “Answer it, but remember what I told you,” Taylor Emmings warns. I feel like a hostage. I stand and approach the phone. I can see the caller ID reads “Jimmy.” “Hey, Jimmy,” I say, trying … Continue reading

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Welcome to “My Fakking HORRIBLE Greek Mafia Job”

Welcome to “My Fakking HORRIBLE Greek Mafia Job.” This is the true story of how I survived three and a quarter years trapped in a crazy nightmare that began with a federal workplace raid and put me, the lone office … Continue reading

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