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(no subject) [Jun. 23rd, 2006|12:56 pm]
Honestly, I couldn't tell you all where the 'missing money' plot is going-- it seemed dramatic enough to rivet Miles' attention for days and keep him from his family.

If I told you enough money was missing from the Imperial Residence to fund a small army, what would you expect to find at the other end of the string Miles starts pulling?

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(no subject) [Jun. 14th, 2006|03:41 pm]
I am very afraid.

These numbers simply don't add up! I've been through them over and over again, clarified errors, uncovered more than a few sticky hands, and generally cleaned house for the last month, staring at spreadsheets and reports until my eyes bleed.

But this is even more than keeping up appearances with By and Ivan and Dono... maybe even Ekaterin...

The Imperial Residence is leaking money like a sieve. I don't know where it's going, the money trail just dries up. It's the most solid peculation scheme I've ever encountered; airtight, silent, and deep. I'm about this close to ringing up Lena Foscol and pinning her to the wall to try and get a better handle on the culprit. Or culprits. I could be looking at a conspiracy.

God, I wish Father were here. He's routed out more than a few thieves in his day, I'm sure.

Hah, maybe I've just lost it. Well, I must have; here I am, slaving 27 hours a day in front of a comconsole, crunching numbers the old fashioned pre-Jump way because I'm too paranoid to even let the math wizards in the basement of Imperial Security handle this. I never thought something could be too hot for ImpSec. But paranoid delusions don't explain why, for the last 5 years, the Residence is losing close to a hundred thousand marks a year, even though the numbers all check out.

*sigh* The only course of action right now is to brief Gregor, and let this one percolate a little. Maybe it's just a typo. That I've missed 8 times. But the feeling that something's not right in the Residence scares me greatly.

-Vorkosogian out.
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(no subject) [Jun. 2nd, 2006|02:35 am]
Reports. If there's nothing in this world I loathe more, it's reports. His hand unconsciously moved to his chest, idly tracing the faded splash of scar tissue beneath. Ok. Almost nothing. Punctuating the last edit of the last report for the day, he shut the console down with a swipe of his hand. He checked his chrono; still another few moments before lunch with his lovely lovely wife. His grin was tamped out quickly remembering she'd invited Dono and Byerly as well. At least Dono was accounted for; Miles' trigger finger still got twitchy when ever he saw By, even though Ekaterin was happily married. "Just something about him I still don't trust," he muttered, digging in his closet for something more lunch-worthy.
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