Gemotions

“This is impossible,” Leo muttered, staring at the screen. He was a software engineer, and he’d been tracking a peculiar bug in a new, wildly successful mobile game. It was a game he had abandoned years ago. The code was identical to his original version, lines of programming he had poured over, rewritten, and perfected.

He felt a rush of adrenaline. He ran a diagnostic, again, and the results were the same. It was his code. Someone had simply, somehow, stolen it. He ran his hand through his hair, a nervous gesture he hadn't made in years. The implications were immense, and his head spun with questions.