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It was now, as the cuffs were fastened securely on his wrists, and the police office and security guards tried to herd him out of the boardroom that James decided to react. "Anna, you can't do this to me! I have worked for this company for thirty years. How dare you think you can come in here and fire me!" He began to struggle in earnest, trying to break free of the hands restraining him. "You b***h!" he screamed. "I'll f**king kill you!" His face was now beet red with rage as he screamed and struggled. I couldn't help but snicker to myself. Why do these snakes all say the same thing? It's like they all watched a cartoon that featured a talking dog and a group of teens, and copied the words of the bad guys when they were caught. All that was missing was them claiming they would have gott