Chapter 3 - THE CORPORATE LABYRINTHI got the job. I was part of a high-stakes project analyzing logistical patterns for the entire Midwest. But there were holes in the data. Huge ones.

One night, working late, I stumbled upon a sub-folder labeled ’Project Graduation’. It was a file about me. It contained photos—not paparazzi photos, but candid ones. Me at the grocery store, me at the community center, me walking home from the bus stop.
I wasn't just his employee. I was his subject.