Gemotions

The email arrived at dawn, informing him of the impending book launch. Thomas had known nothing about it until that very moment. A biography, meticulously researched, detailing his "complex and fascinating journey." The words themselves grated on his nerves.

He deleted the email, then immediately retrieved it from his trash. He re-read the invitation, his blood beginning to simmer. They were hosting a party, celebrating the unveiling of his life, a life he had kept meticulously private.

He slammed his laptop shut, the metallic clang echoing in the emptiness of his apartment. He felt a deep, pervasive frustration. He imagined the author, a complete stranger, preening and basking in the spotlight. He needed to find them, to expose their audacity.