Gemotions

The headline on the online news portal pulsed red in Leo’s vision. His hard-hitting investigative report, the one he had risked everything to uncover, was credited to the editor-in-chief, a man whose ethics were as questionable as his toupee. His fists clenched, nails biting into his palms.

He let out a strangled groan, spinning on his heel. He grabbed his coat, the fabric feeling heavy on his shoulders. He would not stand for this. He needed to talk to someone, anyone, before he exploded.