Gemotions

"So, they're selling?" Maria said, her voice dripping with acid as she spoke to her boss. The room suddenly seemed too small, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. She'd always felt undervalued here, overlooked for promotions, her ideas dismissed. And now this.

Her boss cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact. “It’s a good opportunity, Maria.”

She laughed, a harsh, brittle sound. "Opportunity? For who, exactly? Not for the team whose ideas you stole for your own benefit." She’d been documenting his misdeeds for months. Now, she would unleash the files.