"And, pray tell, where did it go?" Templeton said sarcastically.
"We don't know. It was supposed to have been transferred to hundreds of accounts. Here and abroad. There's no audit of what happened."
"Do you know how long it will take you to pay for this screw up
Porter?" Templeton demanded.
"Yessir."
"How long?"
"A hundred lifetimes," Porter said dejectedly.
"Longer. A lot longer." Ferguson really knew that Porter would- n't pay any price. As long as the computer records showed he wasn't at fault, he would continue to be a valued employee. Ferguson himself was bound to be the scape goat.
"What do you want me to do, sir?" Porter asked.
"You've done enough. Just wire me the records. I need them yesterday. I have to talk to Weinhauser." Ferguson hung up in disgust. It was not going to be a good day.
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