Gemotions

He stared at the accusations on the screen, a cold numbness creeping through his veins. Marcus had always admired the sharp wit and innovative narratives of Isobel Grey. The revelation that she'd built her career on the work of others was a gut punch. A sense of wrongness filled him.

He canceled all his plans for the weekend. He set up a complex series of files on his computer. He cross-referenced Grey’s work with obscure online archives, tracing the likely sources, documenting the theft. His eyes burned from the hours spent staring at the screen. He only stopped to drink coffee.

He began to feel trapped. He had to decide what to do with the information.