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“Look, I get paid to do a specific job, OK? The people I work for keep tabs on high profile companies and try to stay abreast of everything they do. If something of value comes along, it gives them several options. It could be used for insider trading, or maybe just sold to rival companies, you know, to the highest bidder. Quite possibly, the stuff gets sold right back to the original company. Keeping information out of the hands of a competitor sometimes brings the highest offer. Usually though, they end up paying for stuff that finds its way into the garbage can. They feel it’s worth going through it all, so as not to end up missing something that might be important.

“Bottom line, I’ve got three kids and a mortgage to worry about. They want to pay for crap, not my problem. I’m getting paid for the same thing you are, to pass it along. Besides, like I said, there’s a good chance this stuff will end up right back where it started.”

“We didn’t create the game, we’re just trying to get by in it right?”

“Well, that’s pretty much how I see it. And let’s not forget our agreement. If at any time you feel you are being asked to do something you can’t, or don’t want to do, no problem. I will always respect your decision. You know that.”

“I know that.”

“Then we’re OK. here, right?”

“Absolutely.”

“Great, I’ll be in touch.”

The two men parted, both having gotten what they wanted. The intermediary feeling good about a job well done. He had played this one perfectly.

The best kind of informant was one with a clear conscience. The lies about the kids and mortgage had been effective. Most regular guys identified with such nonsense. It made for a kind of camaraderie which would no doubt prove useful.

He couldn’t help but be amused. The poor fool had no idea who he was becoming involved with. And the bullshit about respecting your decision, how naïve could you get?

His employer would be pleased.