Gemotions

"Unbelievable." John muttered, his voice a low growl. The text. To the prospective investor. "This project is a scam. Don't invest." He'd intended it for his business partner, David. Now, the dreams, the future, everything they'd built was about to be ruined. He slammed his fist on the mahogany desk, the impact reverberating through the antique wood.

He picked up the expensive pen and threw it across the room. He felt a throbbing ache behind his eyes. He grabbed his coat, pulled it on, and stormed out of the office, the door slamming shut with a resounding crack. He needed air, needed to get away, even if only for a short time.