Gemotions

The new apartment, the designer clothes, the sudden influx of cash… Something didn't sit right with Michael's friend, Ben. He'd been telling everyone about his new role as a "digital marketing guru." It sounded fancy, but Ben hadn't ever been very tech savvy.

He'd invited Ben over for dinner, hoping to get a clearer picture. As Ben talked, the familiar feeling returned. The way he talked about the company, the way he described his role, didn't match the Ben he knew. He kept glancing around the room, trying to work out where the money had come from. The meal felt heavy in his stomach. The wine tasted flat. He had no idea what to say.