"What!" I yell at her. "Would you please answer what the hell you want from me!" I look around. I move to the living room and expect to see Amber on t...e sofa. She is not there. I move slowly to my bedroom. I notice the cat lurking up behind me acting as back up. I turn on the light to my bedroom and nothing. Amber is not tied on my bed either. Okay no note, no Amber tied. What is going on here? I think to myself. The phone starts to ring. My heart starts to race. "Hello?" I answer in a soft. Even after all this time, he couldn't believeanyone could make the simple act of walking into suchan erotic event. The film had actually been taken fromthree different cameras. One at each end of thecorridor and a third in the office, McCormack hadcombined the three into one continuous film. He'd evenhad a copy made which he kept at home, though this wasstrictly against departmental policy. But then, ifanyone ever found out about the real reason for histaking the tape or, god forbid, the. I wasn’t sure if Heather’s words made me feel any better, but at least I knew some more to the story.“So he knows we fish? He doesn’t care?” I grimaced.“No, he hates fishing. If I have someone to fish with, then he’s happy because he can sleep in and not have to ‘touch the slimy suckers’, as he says. Not that he ever came out all that often.”The realization that Heather had a boyfriend was growing. Spoken for indeed, and with a decent sounding guy no less. Hopes of stealing her away from him. Her work was to insure that all the Account Executives were on schedule and on budget expense wise.Of course, this meant she knew exactly where I was and how much I was spending on expenses. Not a problem, right? Wrong.It all came to a head when my credit card was stolen at a restaurant where I had just entertained a important client. The wait server simply could not find my card to return. So, I had to use my personal card not only for the meal but for the return flight home.Surprise,.