Gemotions

It wasn’t just the sale; it was *who* the company was being sold to. The rivals. The ones they’d been battling for years. He could feel the blood drain from his face as he read the email.

He slammed his fist on his desk, the force of it surprising him. He'd put his heart and soul into this company, and to see it fall into the hands of *them*… it was a gut punch. He had to sit down immediately.

He felt the sudden, intense urge to confront his boss. No, that wouldn't help. He would have to strategize. He started making a list of everything he had access to, everything that could, potentially, become difficult for them.