Executive’s Diary

***Executive’s Diary*** is a file in *Daymare: 1998*.

The file is encrypted and can be read on Hexacore Biogenetics website by entering the password.

Password: **HB-267**

## Transcript

**12 September 1997**

The Boston office sent us another one of its most promising recruits. A a young, up-and-coming layer called Mitch McDeere. The bait is always the same: nice flat in the city, expensive ride, six digit bank account – a brighter future for him and his little wife. Happy to work for us, happy to protect our activities, including the most sensitive ones.

**18 November 1997**

That McDeere boy is truly amazing. He’s an ace on the green and leagues ahead of the dusty old men I normally deal with. All the civil suits we’re mixed in, including the most risky ones that involve sensitive Keen Sight matters, were closed with the greatest of ease. I’ll be sure to reward him with a special gift and front row seat with management at the Christmas party this year.

**28 January 1998**

McDeere is acting a bit too suspicious for my liking. I wonder if it has anything to do with the firm’s most recent case and how he tackled its challenges. Of course, the disappearance of the prosecution’s key witness made things easier. Did he really think every legal suit won was only due him skills?

**3 March 1998**

Something is wrong. McDeere doesn’t seem to care about the money anymore and is losing focus. He’s likely unnerved by the recent case of Mr. Hackman, a former employee who got too close to the company’s more unpleasant matters, after having contracted a fatal disease from a substance he himself administered to the townspeople, then finally took his final breath just days before the hearing and left his family badly off. But why should that matter? After all, the guy was no saint. It’s pretty sad to develop a conscience only when your life is at stake. I have to get to the bottom of this and see just how much the mishap has affected McDeere.

**7 March 1998**

MeDeere’s been asking way too many questions to his colleagues and I think he might actually be trying to steal confidential info that could be detrimental to the company’s image. We’ve already bugged and tapped his place and both vehicles. I need to find out exactly what he’s discussing with his wife in their supposedly “safe” house.

**10 March 1998**

I’m sure of it now. McDeere’s been working with some hero FBI agents. Our contacts in Washington confirmed it. I’ll have to clean up the mess, as usual. I’ve already arranged it – a team of HADES in civilian clothes will bring the boy to the belly of the dam. In a few short weeks, he’ll be just another unfortunate missing person who went out on a hike and got swallowed up by the Redcrest Mountains. It’s a real blessing that he was smart enough to hide the truth from his lovely wife. Two disappearances in such a short time, especially from the same family, could beg too many questions even in a town like Keen Sight. Besides, I’ll do my best to comfort her… I saw the way her eyes stared at me at the last company outing. As soon as the waves recede, I’ll be sure to feel up the situation.

The diary ends here.

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