She shook her head. Leaning over the counter she frowned. "Don't look now," she whispered, but here they come." The dictator himself was walking down the hall, looking pretty put together. "All hail the conquring zero," She whispered. "It can't possibly be much longer. If it keeps up we're all going to be out of a job."
She was talking but she was MUCH more interested in what was going on at the reception desk. She had an odd feeling. It was just so convenient. And what sort of Insurance investigator came around asking for information like this. It was clear they wanted more than they could give...