(Bill)
The room falls silent, my words lingering in the air. Mom's busy nibbling her fingers around her glass of juice, I guess my outburst had her rattled for a moment, I manage to take a sip from my glass, hoping the tension dissipates, somehow.
Mom clears throat, her voice cutting through the silence like a sharp knife. "Any problems at work? You seem like you're stressed out, I'm worried about you, Bill." she says, her voice calm, surprising me.
I'm sure she knows about Tim and others deciding not to sell their shares. She's clearly trying to ease the tension.
"No, everything's fine. And I'm sure you know that," I say, not to be sarcastic or anything but just to remind her that I'm aware she has spies and informants in CasTech. And I know I need to get out of here as soon as possib
