I paid me." You did?" You left me the credit card." You can't pay yourself with the company credit card," I said."Why not? I'm keeping the books. And ...I didn't actually pay me any cash. We just used it for the things we needed while you were gone." But that's going to be a nightmare in the books," I objected."Well, you're the boss. What do you suggest I do?"I thought that was obvious."We do transfers of your salary from my bank account to yours," I said.She blinked."But that would mean I have. )So whats today’s tragedy?Jarrett: Overnight one of the kids from the lab decided to talk, so someone cut his throat while in jail. I guess it was a warning of some kind.Tory: A warning to who. He sure as hell won’t be talking now.”Jarrett: I wouldn’t expect the other to talk either. (They were in the elevator by that time.) How are you getting on with Shelly.Tory: It’s not happening, but thanks for asking. (The doors open) I want a detailed report on my desk right away. Get your nerds on. She knew that sooner or later their sexual proclivities would be found out, most likely by her parents, and that would mean possible criminal charges, and at the very least, having to find another place to live. And then there was Mark. She liked him very much and hoped that something might come from meeting him.It was unbelievable how understanding he’d been when she told him about her addiction. He could have taken her that night; he hadn’t, and she realized he knew he could have but had the. Unfortunately, the night itself deteriorated into a long progression of lads chatting him up till his sexuality dawned on them, making them give a hasty retreat. Soon it was common knowledge, so the evening became a collection of dirty looks toward him.Even hiding in the girl's toilets with Carly, he couldn't escape the gossip. 'Have you seen those two sluts dressed as Britney, ones a fella you know, disgusting.' They both giggled away listening to each new arrival slagging them off.By the end.