Gemotions

The weight on Arthur’s shoulders had vanished, the instant he heard the word of his mentor’s retirement. Mr. Finch had been a constant source of criticism and control. Now, he was gone, and Arthur could finally breathe. He had been planning for this.

He straightened his posture. He could finally start developing his own client base. He'd already made a list of his first appointments. He would be in charge.

A low chuckle escaped his lips as he looked out the window. The city sparkled. His city.