… to impress their bosses or face “voluntary” early retirement.

Duncan used to be eager. He could remember being in the other camp once. Wet behind the ears and if he’d had a tail it would have wagged. He’d got results but not always in the prettiest of manners. Sometimes he’d skated on very thin ice and then had come Brandon Jeffrey. Then he’d seen his life for what it really was. And now, truth be told, all he really cared about was serving his time until he could retire on a full pension and grow spuds.

jHe was startled out of his contemplation by his phone ringing.

Chapter 2.9

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