The Ledger of Fear
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed at a frequency that felt like a needle in my brain. I stared at the screen, the spreadsheets blurring into a mosaic of green and white. I am a Manager. That is my title. My job is to ensure that the assets of the firm move from point A to point B without friction. The friction started six months ago. It began with a small 'adjustment'—a few thousand...
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