Gemotions

The new view from his office window was of the parking lot, the very antithesis of the view he once had. From the top floor, he'd had a clear view of the city. Now, it was just cars. The transfer to the inventory control team was a deliberate insult. His fists were clenched.

His new colleagues were friendly, but their smiles felt hollow. He began to familiarize himself with the inventory system, the stock levels, the suppliers. He would become a master of the system.

He began to notice discrepancies, shortages, delays in orders. He wouldn't fix the issues. He'd make them worse. He’d make sure they would have to answer for this.