My assumptions had just been confirmed. Steven was the leak. There were questions he had asked that made me wonder about him, now that he gave up his...history with the company I knew he had been leaking information to our competitors. I guessed it was Tim our CEO that had secretly pushed for me to become Partner, a position that would put me in direct contact with all the other Partners as well as the board. As I pressed the button to go back to my floor, I knew I was the piggy in the middle.. So we went back in and he said to his wife we need to leave and off we set to his place, once there she went to change, we had a drink, and she put on on a porno showing white guys fuclikng black chics,we she returned she said are you enjoying that, oh yeah as my cock got hard in anticipation with that she let her robe fall and she stood there in the tinyest g string possible, with her pussy hair sticking our either side, lets see boys what we have her hubby was 1st and i noticed although his. This leads to more protests from his friends, them trying to stop him by tugging on his arms.“THIS BITCH IS THE CAUSE OF ALL OUR PROBLEMS,” Markus screamed at them, tears from sorrow and anger in his eyes. Is this sentence reductive? Yeah, it makes no fucking sense but that doesn’t matter to Markus, who a random viewer would think to be on crack-cocaine or bath salts, as his appearance is so twisted by battling emotions. “SHE ALWAYS STOPS OUR SHIT, SHE ALWAYS WANTS TO KEEP US BACK, SHE ALWAYS. He knew something about the cannery. Someone was supposed to be there. Someone he wanted desperately to get to. Who was it? Why would his mind not fully focus??He tried pushing his mind towards that word. Cannery. It hurt to concentrate, though. It hurt to think. Still; he had to try. Maybe if he could figure it out, he could figure out a way to get out of moving. Cannery ... cannery ... cannery...The cannery. The Cholos. Tomas."H-h-how did this happen, Hermes?" Cal asked, struggling to crawl..