Jake
I slumped into the worn leather armchair, the only piece of furniture in my shabby apartment that could remotely be called comfortable. The room was dim, lit only by the flickering light from the streetlamp outside. The shadows danced on the walls, making the place seem even more dismal. I let out a long sigh, running my hands through my hair. The meeting with Felix had gone exactly as planned. Christine's plan.
Felix had swallowed the bait whole, just as Christine had predicted. He was arrogant enough to believe that he could outmaneuver anyone, especially someone like me. The memory of his smug face as he shook my hand, sealing his own fate, brought a bitter smile to my lips. The next board meeting was going to be a bloodbath, and I had front row tickets.
I reached for the bott
