Jacob sat on his couch, the photos spread out in front of him. Each image burned itself into his mind,the betrayal, the lies, the manipulation. His hands trembled as he reached for the glass of whiskey on the table, downing it in one gulp.
His mind raced as he read the message from the Unknown again.
Jacob (to himself): "Who are you? What do you want?"
The buzzing of his phone snapped him out of his thoughts. It was Karen. He considered ignoring it but finally answered.
Jacob: "This better be important."
Karen: "Mr. Sims, I’m sorry to disturb you this late, but there’s been another leak."
Jacob: "Another one? Damn it, Karen! Can’t anyone in this company do their job?"
Karen: "I… I’m sorry, sir. This one’s different. It’s not just about the contract. It’s personal. Someone sent an em
