I rushed to the door to open it and it was his secretary. “You’re two o’clock appointment is here to see you,” she said. “I’ll talk to you...later,” I said, as I moved past her and down the hallway. As I approached the conference room I saw Susan coming from the other direction. “Oh good,” I thought, “I’ll get those questions answered now.” I walked into the conference room and was about to pick up my notepad when I heard the door close behind me and the lock click. I turned around and. Once she had counted everything twice I got a big envelope for the bills and I got the coin bags as part of the deal."When is your break, Sally? I can spare fifteen minutes if you want," I told her watching her blush all the down into her blouse.Yep. You are only wet because I had a huge stack of cash and more in my bank account. Like I would actually fuck you. No way am I about to let you try to trick me into knocking you up so you get half my money, or more.It was a workout hauling the bags. Attorney General of all people, gave me the idea for what became my eventual course of action.I'd asked his opinion of what the various branches had in common and he jokingly remarked that the only thing they had in common were Inspector Generals. After a little personal research, I discovered that he was quite correct. The damn government was packed with Inspector Generals. They were everywhere, and I reasoned that if properly motivated, they could force the Cabinet, Congress and all the rest. Dan sat in the studio. It had been an uncharacteristically slow day. What the hell, he thought; I don't usually get a chance to go home early, if I leave now I can beat rush hour traffic.Just as Dan was closing up, his business phone rang. He certainly didn't want to blow off any work so he rushed back in and grabbed the receiver. "Hello, this is Dan Taylor," he answered.'Mr. Taylor, my name is Charles Naughton," came the voice from the other end. "I'm in charge of promotions for the Georgia.