How to expose a corrupt organization(not as simple as it sounds).

First off, it is necessary to embed yourself in the company; make sure that you keep track of the sickly things that you may do in this that you may do in this phase, ensuring that you can undo them at a later time.

Secondly, after trust is secured, you should have been promoted to a more…sinister role in the company (if not return to step one), making sure to gather evidence of all unscrupulous functions, such as audio or visual recordings, photographs, or any kind of digital file.

For the third and final stage, make sure to be dressed snappily and with a up-to-snuff playlist on your IPod.

at this point of the scheme, law enforcement and paparazzi should be awaiting your signal outside, stroll (the stroll is absolutely necessary, you should probably practice ahead of time) your way into the boss’s office, and present all evidence (you should have quite a bit) then, record his confession, and play it through the giant speakers outside(the If no confession is given, simply play one of the audio files from stage two). Launch the fireworks (or any other pizzazzy special effects you happen to have on hand ) signaling the awaiting crowd outdoors, and enjoy victory.

At 15, I wasn’t necessarily looked to get got up in overthrowing NovaCorp, but when my Grandmother was scammed out of her Porsche, a Cayman too, I had to get involved. As I was searching online for how to get my grandmother’s cayman back, I found more accounts of NovaCorps wickedness. It was then that I realized I needed to do more then get the Porsche back. I had to stop this madness once and for all.

As I thought this, I conveniently was contacted on my Facegram account by a group called NovaSucks, asking me to join, I didn’t hesitate.

We had all had personal items stolen/gyped out of prized possessions.

25 year old Ashley lost her Jetski.

At 38, Dylan lost his fishing rod collection.

78 year old tech guru, Telon Rusk lost his rocket to mars.

14 year old Sara hadn’t lost anything, but saw something wrong and wanted to fix it, I admired that greatly.

In about a month we had formed a plan, Ashley would make connections with her law school friends that way we had permission and warrants for everything we did, Dylan tracked everything anyone had lost, and Rusk would hack the mainframe and be the mole’s guide. The mole had three simple stages. Embed. Gather. Expose.

Now it was between me and Sara, she insisted that it be her, “I’m the only that has nothing to do with the company, I’d be a complete stranger!”

I wouldn’t hear any of it, “Sara, your our leader, we need you, if anything were to happen..”

she whipped around, “You don’t think I could handle myself?!”

I let a tiny, itty-bitty smirk slip by, “Not as well as a star champion wrestler with two black belts.”

”Do you really have to black belts?”

Why did she doubt me? “And I play piano.”

She sighed, “Are you sure I can’t to it.”

”Sara, there are to few people as good as you in the world, it’d be a shame to lose one,” she smiled, I smirked complete this time, “Besides your just a girl.” She smacked me, I laughed.

It was all arranged, I would be starting as the new intern at NovaCorp, tomorrow.

what could go wrong?