days were qui

week dragged on. The wire transfers they were all expecting

atthew started pacing the halls, his face tight with anxiety. He

quiet junior analyst who sat

g okay? I heard Matthew yelling at the accoun

m. He was smart, observant, and respected my work

aguely, giving him a small, reassur

ed, but he nodded and

thew couldn't make payroll. The "bonuses" he had promised were a distant dre

erosity" were now casting worried, resentful glances in my direction. Th

absolute bare minimum. I answered emails slowly. I filed paperwork. I

for a new, major client, a high-end wellness brand ca

olly. I ignored it. It bu

comps for the Aura pi

my phone back in my purse.

desk. Her face was flushed. "Did you not see my text?

e day, Molly," I said calmly.

0 AM! That's not enough time

I said, and walked out, leaving he

sy. They had tried to humiliate me and steal

myself I' d forgotten a document. As I walked past the main conference room,

clearly not a team player. After we land Aura Wellness, we're giving her clients

course, Matthew. I can handle

ocument her underperformance for a few weeks, t

plan had just solidified. They weren't just going to fire me. I was