![]() ![]() In fact, the cold war thriller analogy is not entirely fanciful. Unless, as Lynn argues, they were really after him for what is a far worse crime in Wal-Mart's books: Openly criticizing the conditions he found in Central American factories supplying Wal-Mart stores. Now you may wonder why a company so famously cheap that it requires its same-sex teams to share hotel rooms while on the road would invest in international espionage to ferret out mixed-sex fraternizers. At least the company spy reported hearing "moans and sighs" within the woman's room. Lynn, a Wal-Mart factory inspection manager, was traveling with a female subordinate, with whom he allegedly enjoyed some intimate moments behind closed doors. Their crime was "fraternization." One of them, James W. It was Wal-Mart, and the two suspects weren't carrying plans for a shoulder-launched H-bomb. They're guilty! But this isn't a John Le Carré novel, and the powerful institution pulling the strings wasn't the USSR or the CIA. Finally, after four days of surveillance, including some patient ear-to-the-keyhole work, he is able to report back to headquarters that he has the goods on them. It reads like a cold war thriller: The spy follows the suspects through several countries, ending up in Guatemala City, where he takes a room across the hall from his quarry. ![]()
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