MasukA wave of shock and murmuring rippled through the meeting room.Warren’s face turned deathly pale.“Turn it off! Shut it down now!” he shouted. His voice cracked with panic.But the system was completely out of control.The screen finally paused on a media player interface.An audio file began to play on its own.“It’s done, Mr. Brennan. I’ve already tampered with the brakes. I guarantee it’ll work perfectly...”A calm and lethally cold voice filled the silent room. “You’ll get your money after the job is done.”Silence fell.A heavy, absolute quiet fell over the meeting room.All eyes were fixed on Warren’s ashen face.He collapsed into his chair as if all the strength had been drained from him.Whitley screamed and rushed over to him.It was over.Warren was taken into custody by the police to face criminal prosecution.Whitley was also fired from the company.Meridian Ventures initiated a major corporate shake-up, and our director was named the new CEO.As for me, m
I sat at the desk and began a revenge plan with Nathaniel that defied the very divide between life and death.My role was to dig for clues inside the company. Nathaniel, using his otherworldly skills, would breach the old corporate servers to find any trace of evidence from five years ago.Warren had erased most of the traces back then. However, Nathaniel knew the company’s systems inside and out.He quickly found several encrypted financial documents in a discarded corner of a database.It was the evidence he never got to submit.But these documents alone were not enough. We needed more direct evidence to bring the murderer to justice.We decided to use Whitley herself.I began to approach her without attracting attention.She already hated me to the bone because of the bidding incident. She was just waiting for an opportunity to get back at me.I made sure she caught wind of how I was looking into some of the company’s old projects.She took the bait.She began to try ever
I said nothing.“The apartment where he died had been allocated to him by the company. After the accident, it sat empty.“Management tried to reassign it a few times. But every employee they sent came back completely spooked. Eventually, stories about the haunted apartment became office legend.”The director looked at me with a sharp gaze. “Then, you showed up.“When I saw your listed address, I was surprised. Frankly, I expected you to last only three days.“But you didn’t run.“Casey, what you pulled off in that meeting today was something Nathaniel would have done five years ago. The same raw talent. The same... unnerving brilliance.”He then shifted the topic. “But don’t you wonder why he’s still there? Why won’t he move on?”A thought clicked into place.He let out a heavy sigh and pulled another document from the file.It was an internal investigation report that had been terminated.“Back then, while managing a project, Nathaniel discovered a senior executive using th
Cold sweat broke out across my forehead.I hit refresh. Nothing.I quickly checked my sent emails. The attachment I had sent to the director had become a corrupted file.How was this possible?I was certain I had uploaded it successfully last night.The director frowned and asked, “Casey, what’s going on?”My rival from the other firm was smirking, clearly enjoying the show.My palms were sweating from panic, and my mind went completely blank.That was when I saw Whitley. She was standing in the doorway of the meeting room, a look of pure, smug satisfaction on her face.It was her. It had to be her.I closed my eyes in utter despair.That was it.My career was over.Suddenly, the main presentation screen flickered to life on its own.Everyone was startled.A single folder icon appeared on the display.The folder was named [Final Proposal: Casey Zech].The folder opened automatically and revealed a complete PowerPoint file.The slides began to advance on their own.Th
It was a lot to take in. I needed a long time to process it all.My ghostly roommate was actually a legendary former employee of my own company.I closed my laptop with mixed emotions.“So… did the accident trap you here?”After a long silence, Nathaniel’s voice echoed softly in my head.It was faint, almost hazy.“It wasn’t an accident.”My heart dropped.Before I could ask for details, the voice vanished.The next few days at the office were quiet.Whitney had been lying low because she could not find anything to use against me.Not long after, the company announced a bid for a major overseas project.The director personally assigned me to lead the core proposal for the bid.Everyone was shocked. Whitley was especially upset. She was boiling with rage.I knew it was because of my work on the last project.In truth, it was Nathaniel’s doing.I was under immense pressure. This project was my shot at a full-time offer and a promotion.I brought all my work materials hom
I was the only one left in the office as I worked overtime. My head was pounding from staring at the endless spread of data on my screen.I did not get back to my apartment until it was almost one in the morning.A bowl of chicken soup was waiting for me on the table, still warm.A wave of gratitude washed over me. I drank the soup and passed out on my bed.The next morning, my alarm blared. I opened my eyes, and the memory of my unfinished work hit me immediately.I groaned, dragged myself out of bed, and booted up my laptop.When I looked at the screen, I froze.My project file was open.It was supposed to show the half-finished data analysis.But what I saw was the complete version. Someone had finished it for me.And it was perfect.The model construction, data comparison, and conclusion derivation were all clearer, more precise, and more insightful than anything I could have produced.It had been completed at a standard beyond my own capabilities.A small, yellow stic







