My Cousin Borrowed a Lawsuit
"What even are the specs on this thing?"
My coworker Zack slid it back across the desk, frowning hard.
I was still fixing a design draft and barely looked up. "Latest model. Core Ultra 9, RTX 5090, 128 gigs of RAM. Why?"
"No shot." Zack shook his head. "I opened Photoshop and it froze for, like, three minutes straight. My busted three-year-old laptop runs better than this. And look." He tapped the bottom panel. "There are screwdriver marks back here. Looks like somebody opened it up and slapped it back together."
My chest tightened.
I grabbed the laptop and flipped it over.
Two fresh scratches sat near the vent. The edges looked like they'd been pried up.
I went still.
Three months ago, when my cousin borrowed it, the laptop had been perfectly fine.