(Carlos)
I looked in the direction of the door as Miles entered my office. I watched him as he walked in and I could tell he felt a bit uneasy.
He was a rat and I was going to treat him as such. I already had a plan to deal with him and also make sure that Mark Brighton doesn't get away with this.
“Good morning Sir, you sent for me,” he said standing close to the door.
“Come closer and have a seat,” I said as I laid back, folding my hands on my stomach. He came and sat on the office chair opposite my desk.
“Remind me again how long you've worked in the IT department of this company?”
“Two years sir,”
“Hmm, two years. Now, would you mind explaining how the Brighton group got access to the company files?”
I watched as he moved uncomfortably in his seat.
“I..iii don't understand wh
