If its cut up, whoever touches it last will become a homicidal maniac," she looked so terrified I resisted the urge to laugh."Listen, it’s been a lo...ng day. How about I take you home just to make sure you get there safely?"The giggle that came from Amanda I thought was uncalled for, "Ahem!" I muttered, "Wages, pay!" I tried to look sternly at her.The retort was almost instantaneous, "Wolf, sheepskin." she could be so dry at times and other's so bloody cheeky!"If I was you I would take a cab,". Under the cushion I found a usb jump drive, so naturally I grabbed the laptop and plugged it in. the only things on it were a file that said second and a word document that said “read this first”. When I opened the document all she had written was “enjoy but don’t do anything until I get home or tomorrow it will be worse” and then I realized what she was doing.It was all one massive tease because in the file I found all the photos she had taken plus some new ones and a video she must have made. " She smiled again at me, almost sympathetically, then returned to her typing, red nails a blur across her keyboard.I mumbled a thanks and entered Peter's office, closing the door behind me as asked. The smell of cigar smoke filled the air and was mixed with the faint odour of sweat. Peter sat behind his over-sized dark wood desk, his ostentatious leather chair barely able to contain his bulk. I went to take a seat, but was stopped in my tracks when he shouted "You'll sit only when told to do. "Your performance was enough to get you into a somewhat decent college which you promptly enrolled into. Ever since you started there at Whatever-The-Bloody-Hell-It-Was-Called University, you've been living on your own in a small but workable one room apartment that your parents pay for every month via check from their retirement home on the other side of the country. They're apparently still loaded with cash but refuse to do much more than help you with rent, leaving your sorry ass behind with.