“You kept me here for almost 2 hours. I waited because I knew the importance of the information that kept me here. If not, I would have gone a long time ago,” Josh queried.“You know, I have other jobs to deliver, so I rarely have time to see my clients during the day,” Mr. Miller explained.“We would have discussed it over the phone then if you were that busy.”“For some reason, I don't take calls to deliver information.” Mr Miller said.“It's fine. So how did it go?” Josh asked as curiosity crept through his face.“Everything is in place. He will pay the money to the offshore account tomorrow.”“Good job. You will get your balance once I get home,” Josh assured him.“Noted then. I need to go back, it's very late.” Mr. Miller said, leaving the exclusive restaurant.********Jack was in his study room, poring over tax regulations and depreciation schedules, at 11 p.m. He had observed the loophole exploited and used to infiltrate the ledger. He had left the office and got home, about
“Good morning, sir,” Jack said as he gestured to Mr. Miller and Mr. Morton as they walked into his office.The comfortable look on Jack’s face was questionable, but they ignored it. They needed to compose themselves as much as they could to discuss what brought them.“We had a deal yesterday, so we are here to conclude the deal.” Mr. Miller declared.“I can recall vividly,” Jack replied confidently.“Here are the account details; you can transfer the amount at once.”“I will, but can you take a look at this?” Jack said, rotating to their view the tax records he had compiled, which were placed on the table.Mr. Miller, not sparing a single look at the documents, popped up in anger and frustration.“What nonsense. Where did you get this crab, and do you expect us to buy it? No, we won't,” he said with so much anger in his heart. The last thing he expected was for Jack to come up with something to salvage the situation. He had already given his words to Josh and wouldn't like to take the
“What is it that I am hearing about the men who posed as tax officials being apprehended by the policemen in Jack’s office?” Josh rebuked without blinking an eye. “I told you if you notice anything from your boss, you should try to let me know, so I can inform them. Didn't I?" Josh queried with a high pitch.“You did, Josh. But I didn't have any idea how it all played out.I would have provided you the information if I had any, but I didn't suspect anything at all,” Kate explained and continued.“The tax officials and policemen got to the company even before I did. And they didn't let anyone know they were around until they caught hold of them. I guess they hid somewhere in my boss's office.”“For crying out loud, call him Jack and not a boss,” Josh screamed with the whole strength in him as he felt irritated by the way Kate referred to Jack as a boss.“I just have the feeling that you are in this together with Jack because I don't see any reason he had to suspect anything to the exte
At Kate’s office, a million and one thoughts had crossed her mind about letting his boss know about the conspiracies from Josh. The urge to tell him was there, but now she feels her job is at stake. The idea of her losing on both sides took away the better side of her thoughts because if she carefully explains to her boss, he will know who his enemy is. Although Josh didn't let her know, Jack used to be his colleague at San Diego hotels.But from his reaction, she could state that Josh was working on an influence and also had something to do with his boss in the recent past. The fear of whether her boss was going to believe her set in, but she decided to give it a try.At first, Kate's stomach lurched, but she pushed forward. She took a deep breath, with their chins lifting a slight notch. She stood up and headed to Mr. Jack’s office. Furthermore, she paused at the doorway, then resolutely stepped through.Knock!! Knock!Jack looked in the direction and nodded his head in acknowledgme
“I’m here,” Mr. Andrew snapped, ascending the stairs. With that, he looked at Scott, who quickly averted his gaze. He was sure his boss was looking for an outlet to vent his anger, and he wouldn't be the scapegoat.“Mr. Charles, it's good you are here. I wouldn't continue speaking on the phone with you concerning this issue.” Mr. Andrew bellowed.“So, can you explain what happened? Was your boy incompetent to deliver, or is there more to this?”“I don't think it's Josh’s fault; I think the useless tax officials Josh got messed up everything.” Mr. Charles defended.“So what difference does it make stating whose fault it was? The conclusion is that they didn't succeed.”"Sorry, the plot didn't go as planned, but I promise that I will come up with something better this time, Mr. Andrew,” Mr. Charles assured. “Jack needs to be stopped before he gets to the top he is aiming for.”Mr. Andrew chuckled incredulously. “Of course, he will be stopped, but I wouldn't need your help, Mr. Charles.
“Good morning, sir,” Kate greeted as she stood right in front of her boss in a pitiful ramrod posture as soon as she got inside his office. As she was still at her office before her boss demanded her presence, she prayed so hard for his boss's decision to suit her.“Morning, Kate. How are you?" Nancy forced a smile. “I’m fine,” she squeaked.“Relax yourself; you may have a seat,” Jack said.Nancy sat down, and Jack noticed she was relaxed a bit. She quickly passed the ledger on the table over to Jack.Jack realized at a single glance that it was the stolen ledger but decided to neglect it simultaneously. “I know all these nervous looks on you are that you fear what the outcome of my reply will be.” Kate was baffled that it was that obvious and Jack could read through her. “Well, you are retaining your job, but on a condition.”A flicker of hope passed through her eyes. “Please let me know whatever it is, I will do it,” she replied desperately.“This paper here is an undertaking,” he
In a clearer view, Mr. Jones recognized Mr. Andrew. Although it's mostly the Fisher’s company's human resources, or sporadically the manager, that brings the finances for external auditing, he knows a big fish if he sees one.Mr. Andrew is a politician and also a businessman, whom many prominent personalities can identify just at first glance.“Ah! Good day, Mr. Andrew.” Mr. Jones stood up from his seat, offering a handshake to Mr. Andrew, who returned the gesture. “What a surprise visit, sir. To what do I owe this visit?”Mr. Andrew felt some sense of humor with those words from Mr. Jones.“I need your help with something crucial to me.”“Help! What kind of help, if I may ask?” Mr. Jones adjusted to his seat as his mind swirled into multiple streams on what that could be. He couldn't imagine the kind of help he could be offering to an influential man like Mr. Andrew.“Ok, let me go like this.” Mr. Andrew didn't want to go straight to present what brought him. He only wants to state i
“You sounded so urgent over the phone. I had to rush here as soon as I dropped off the call. What is the problem?” Blade said immediately that he got to Jack's office and relaxed a bit on a seat.Jack was short on words. He looked at Blade and handed the letter to him without saying a word.“You can actually let me know what is there rather than giving me to go through it.”“I think it's better you read through,” Jack replied.Blade took a brief look at the paper and then raised his head. “Who could have reported to the board that you fabricated the license for your firm?”“My brother, it seems it's quite unbelievable what people could wake up and think of doing,” Jack responded.“Well, I think you only need to counter them with wisdom. If you bounce hard the way you feel about this, you might end up getting on the board’s bad book, and you know what that means.”“I fully understand. I will present my licenses and permits to them. But my only problem is that they have canceled my resu