My wife works for a company, I suppose you'd call it "catering" in the city, which develops and manufactures appetizer-like menus for corporate clients. Recently, she went out because she had an important task called the "New Menu Tasting Event" at her workplace. That night, she returned home very late, unnaturally muddy... I didn't pay much attention to it and carried on with my life, but later, a suspicious business email arrived on my wife's PC...
