They Treated Me Like I Didn’t Belong Until the Seal on the Car Door Changed Everything – The Archivist

people had tapped the lines with the appropriate authorizations, and I watched on a screen as Benjamin paced the second-floor office with his phone pressed to his ear, voice rising, asking how any of this was possible, insisting everything had been handled above board.

Amanda appeared behind him. “Did you keep records?” she demanded when he hung up.continue reading …