POV EMMA
I started the workday in my small apartment office, surrounded by papers, charts, and reports that needed analyzing for Sullivan Tech. The deadline was tight, and I knew I needed to focus on meeting all the project requirements. However, my thoughts kept returning to Bobby.
The conversation we had about the potential theft of Parker Technology's tablet information by Sullivan Tech was deeply troubling me. He had alerted me to something I had already suspected but didn't want to admit. The idea that the company I was working for might be involved in such unethical behavior was disconcerting.
As I struggled to maintain focus on my work, my housemate Miranda entered the room, her usual morning enthusiasm on full display. She grabbed a glass of juice from the fridge and casually as
