It took a little negotiating to get my companion's transfer to the area accepted by the local company. My division was fine with it, but the CFO had concerns. Apparently, the CFO's son had unpleasant dealings with a few of my companion's relatives. After an exchange in favors with the CEO, my boy was allowed to retain his employment locally. This shall forever be a tail of corporate corruption and greed.
Once this was accomplished, we ended up running into the CFO's son. We had ourselves an uncomfortable conversation, but there was no outright unpleasantness. Afterward, he followed us as we decided to see the sights of the city. Neither of us begrudged him, so allowed it.
I'd gotten word of what sounded like a fun party and decided to take a peek. It was a good thing that I had. We found the son of a member of the Board in a less than appropriate situation. Between us two and the CFO's son; we turned what could have been a media frenzy and possible police situation, into something remembered as a lame party and case of room service gone bad. This is where corruption paid to me rather than out.
I love my family, but why the hell do we have to be involved in this mess? I know its safer in numbers, but all we are doing is trading one kind of back stabbing for another. When the whole thing collapses, I will enjoy the show.
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