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He was mentally writing the job notice as he walked away from his boss's office after a very satisfying 'meeting'. He'd dress it up more in corporate nonsense buzzwords, but what he was thinking initially was this:

Our company as a need for a new assistant manager for accounting. Must fit in with the corporate culture. Must be energetic, flexible, knowledgeable, and have a CPA. Must be willing to adapt rapidly and maintain a professional discretion about our business practices and our clients.

He would add more, but even that was all hinting at what they really needed, which was someone who was willing to look the other way from all of the very illegal and immoral things the company was doing, and be willing to cover it up to keep everyone who wasn't involved none the wiser.

Mr. Reynolds smiled as he walked down the corridor. Mrs. Harrison hadn't been so willing to do those things. Why she thought that going to the top would work when she should have been able to clearly see it was the people at the top ordering those things he would never understand. Not that he could ask her now, the part of her with that information had been incinerated days ago and he now had everything else.

Well, maybe her naivety was a good thing, he thought. If she had been more careful he wouldn't have her sexy, pretty body now would he?