The Chief Directive
The Chief DirectiveAllison Smith relaxed on her couch, something mindless playing on the tv. It was hard to feel guilty, though, she deserved the break. Her fianc?e was out of town on business. Allison worked hard herself as a lawyer for Greenpeace. Out of law school she’d taken a job for a big, white shoe corporate firm. Allison could certainly hack it, and the money was nice, but it just wasn’t that fulfilling. Just mailing checks to her favorite environmental organizations seemed hollow. She w...