After the meeting, I went to my desk and started my own 'investigation' that consisted of finding things (including personal) about my new boss- and his company- for this case.
Most headlines and newspapers talked about his 'romantic' getaways and not his job, or what he does, it seems like he doesn't even work.
But searching just his surname, his family showed up.
Both parents still alive, one older brother and one younger sister.
Dad - John Russo, 57, started the company at his 20s, retired 2 years ago and gave it to his middle child because the older son didn't want it.
Mom- Wanda Russo, 55, married to John for 25 years- this year-, never known workplace, mother of all 3 kids.
Brother- Jonathan Russo, 32, divorced once, owns multiple clubs (probably why he can't keep a girl).
Sister- Jessica Russo, 22. No known romantic partner, studying abroad at a law school.
It took me about 3 hours to get everything done since they decided to be incredibly private even though they were always followed by paparazzi which was pretty weird how the only bad thing told about them was how many women they took home.
Yes, they could/did pay for people to take those down, but they could still be found on the internet.
Once you put something on the internet, it stays there forever.
By then, my housemate and best friend, Faith, arrived at the station and decided to annoy me by sitting right behind me and look over my shoulder.
"Hey! Richard said the boss asked for you... What's happening?"
"I'm-"
"Why are you searching for this?"
"That's-"
"Who is this fine masterpiece?"
"Will you let me speak?"- I scream at Faith fast so that she couldn't interrupt me again.
"Okay, gosh."- Faith complains.
"He is my next undercover boss"
"YOU ARE GOING UNDERCOVER??"- She screams and the entire floor looks at us. "Shit. Sorry guys."
"Yes, the thing is that there's nothing on him..."
"What has he done?"
"Oh no! It's not him... It's someone in his IT team..."
"Why are you searching for him then?"
I turned to her and bent down a bit so that people couldn't hear me.
"He asked for me like we were friends. But I don't know him nor have seen him anywhere."
"That makes no sense."
"I know"
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Undercover
General Fiction*THIS IS A CRIME FICTION BUT THERE ISN'T AN OPTION FOR THAT* ____________________________ There's no way to know how a case is going to go... You may think that you are all ready to go, but nothing will prepare you for entering court and see the fac...
