Satan's Angel

"A lot of missing links on expenses concerning the company funds, Mr. Mason," I narrated, waving the paper and pushing it towards him; I peered straight at him, "I believe only you can explain what went wrong there?"

He matched my glare, relaxing on his seat in my office, which was once his; he wasn't taking any of this seriously; this guy was becoming a pain in my butt.

"Reaching out to Mr. Moreau, he says he knows nothing about it, and in that report, it states that you sent it to him at the end of the year" I clasped my hand together in front of me.

"Who wants to know?" he checked his watch for the hundredth time.

My jaw tightened, "I don't want to push this into professional hands," pointing at the paper, I gritted, "This is a huge amount of money just to let go like it's nothing." I exhaled quietly, "So, I'll like to know what happened with all this money."

"It was used."

I shut my eyes holding the reins of my self-control, "By?"

"The company?"

"For?"

"A lot of things that weren'