Gemotions

The office felt unusually quiet, the silence broken only by the rhythmic tapping of his foot under the desk. He was explaining the inventory system to the new hire, a woman named Carol. He felt as though every word was a struggle, each sentence a battle against a rising tide of discomfort.

Carol's eyes seemed to glitter with an irritating ambition. He felt a wave of frustration wash over him.

He deliberately gave her the wrong information about a key supplier, a small misdirection he hoped would cause problems later.