Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. David found his car gone. He stared at the empty space, his face frozen in a mask of disbelief. Then, the anger hit. It was a physical thing, a tightening in his throat, a tremor in his hands.

He kicked at a loose stone on the driveway, sending it skittering across the pavement. He cursed under his breath. This wasn’t just an inconvenience; it was an affront. A deliberate act of hostility.

He’d make them pay. He would find out every detail, every person responsible. He’d make sure they understood the price of their actions.