Working Girl
She got in over her head. I had a girl who worked for me, mostly running errands and doing odd jobs. Actually, I'd known her for years before she stopped by one day seeking work. After she'd been with me a little time, she started borrowing company cars. Just once in a while at first, then more and more frequently. One morning, I realized that one of my cars was not in the lot. I asked where it was and my mechanic said that Jackie had driven it h...