The heavy oak door of the conference room swung shut behind Evelyn with a decisive click, the sound echoing the finality of another unproductive meeting.
Her expensive heels clicked sharply against the polished marble floors of the executive corridor as she walked with a determined stride toward her office, each step a metronome keeping pace with the relentless ticking of the clock counting down StarLink’s dwindling fortunes. The air in the conference room had been thick with a toxic blend of forced optimism and thinly veiled panic, a suffocating atmosphere of departmental heads desperately trying to spin disastrous figures into palatable narratives.
Evelyn, however, wasn’t buying it. Years of navigating the cutthroat world of corporate finance had honed her senses, allowing her to see t
