About ten minutes after the cancellation email, the turquoise-water posts gave way to hurried updates full of typos.
*MY FLIGHT HOME IS GONE? WTF??*
*Is it true StarTech is bankrupt?? Someone tell me this is a joke.*
*Liam Carter you better fix this NOW!*
A shaky video from the ship’s deck took over Alexander’s screen. Employees in resort clothes crowded around Liam, speaking over one another.
“What do you mean the company accounts are frozen?” A sunburned senior engineer shoved his phone toward Liam.
“You dragged us into the middle of the ocean, and now we’re trapped?” another employee shouted.
Liam raised both hands. “Everyone, remain calm. This is a temporary issue. A hostile negotiating tactic from a disgruntled ex-employee.”
Someone behind the camera yelled, “Then call her.”
