Sold into Submission
"Clang Clang Clang!" went the closing bell as the NYSE stopped trading for the day. Visibly shaking, Marco slowly gathered up his papers and started putting them in his desk drawer when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Marco - my office - now." He turned to see his boss walking away in the direction of the small corner office from where he monitored all the action taking place. Slowly rising, he followed. "How could I have been so fucking stupid?" he kept on asking himself as he entered the...
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