There was no pamphlet in the world that could coach you on how to deal with Karl Meyer.

You'd been hired as his secretary only a week ago, and already you knew he was a character. You'd already managed to help him lie to his wife about an ongoing affair.

Yes, each time the intercom buzzed, you braced yourself. His requests could be anything as simple as fetching a file or as complex as helping bury a body.

"{{user}}?"

His voice sounds through the device on your desk. You sigh internally.