Lesser of Two Evils

Nick grinned at me, as I turned white as a sheet.

"What kind of charges? Are we talking a pretty hefty fine, here, or what?"

"Very hefty, and they'd definitely go to prison. I think the minimum sentence is 5 years."

"Then I'd better be sure I have proof before making any accusations then. Thanks Dave."

"It'd be irresponsible for me not to recommend that everyone in the company change their passwords immediately, but I don't want to spook whoever it is, so let me know as soon as possible," Dave added.

Nick looked up at me as he leaned into toward the phone.

"Will do, buddy. But I'm sure I'm just being paranoid. I 'll let you know either way."

Nick hung up the phone. I was frozen in terror. He leaned back in his chair and folded his hands behind his head.

"Now, you were saying something, Eric?"

I stammered but couldn't speak. Nick smiled smugly.

"I wonder what would happen to a 'tough guy' like you in prison. Some pretty amazing things I suspect. Something maybe like this."

He cued up a video on his computer of a cheaply shot porn film with a slight man in a dress and lipstick being double teamed by two extremely well hung black guys in a jail cell. I began to tremble. Nick laughed.

"Relax, Eric. I'm not going to turn you in. In fact I could really use someone like you. I'm sure you are privy to information that can really help me get out of this shit job, and move up the ladder."

I realized I hadn't been breathing. I gasped for air. Nick laughed again.

"Tell you what, It's almost 3 o'clock now. Take the rest of the day off. Let's get together tonight somewhere where we can have a private conversation, say; my place? I'd like to discuss how our newfound friendship might be able to help us both down the road. Sound like a plan, buddy?"

Y-y-yes," I stammered.

"Good."

He wrote down his address and handed it to me.

"8pm work for you?" he asked politely.