1. DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 7--8


    Date: 11/6/2023, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp 

    ... fingerprints out of paper? I didn't know. What I did know was I didn't want to apply for a job in ten years where my employer might require a criminal background check. If even one fingerprint of mine survived on the envelope... It would be pretty fucking funny to have FBI guys showing up with questions about why my fingerprints were on a dead guy's mail.

I gingerly picked up the envelope and carried it to my bookshelf. Opening an old-looking book I had no intention of ever reading but looked good on the shelf, I closed the book on the envelope and stuck it back on the shelf. I'd worry about how to mail it another day.

I began looking at the papers in the binder, and they made absolutely no sense at all. Ten papers were in German. These had my signature as Tisla and a notary stamp. I put those in one stack. One paper had two columns of nonsense. Ten nonsensical sequences of letters, symbols, and numbers in each column. I set that next to the German papers by itself.

Twenty papers were in English. These seemed to have been just randomly selected from other files. They were numbered. Two sets of ten pages. But ...
    ... no two pages seemed to talk about the same subjects. They formed a third and fourth pile.

Tim had repeated over and over that if I could figure this out... What? He hadn't told me. Though, what he had said hinted at good things if I did. I started reading what I could of the pages written in German and... What the fuck! It was all wrong. Sure, it looked like German. These were German words and all, but it was like someone had used a German/English dictionary to pick out words at random.

Sentences were constructed wrong. Sentences didn't even make sense! Different verb tenses in the same sentence. Some words I had no idea of. Three years of high school German didn't mean I knew all the words and especially not German legal words which I assumed some of these were. I needed a better dictionary than my pocket English/German dictionary still on a shelf in my parent's home.

I realized I needed more than that as I held my head in my hands. I needed a nerd. I sat in sad contemplation, staring at my floor and then I began to smile. Just ten feet or so below me lived a smart college nerd who liked to stare at my butt...
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