Sabotage Book Shantel Tessier Novels & Stories

Moon had completely lost it. Abandoned by her family and relentlessly pressured by me, she had twisted into someone unrecognizable. She reached out to the most notorious hacker group on the dark web and offered them a fortune to attack my networks and pinpoint my location. At the same time, she started dumping her Sterling Corp shares and teamed up with Wall Street investors. They planned a deadly strike against the company. She wanted to destroy everything and take me down with her. A silent war had begun, both in the cyberspace and on the financial markets.

The people surround me, their voices tumbling over one another, their faces positively glowing with anger. Grandfather raises his hands, eventually quieting them, though I’d never in my life experienced such silent fury. He drops to a crouch to look into my eyes. His voice is soft, but I can hear the sharp disappointment. “Toby… what have you done?” I can’t answer. I’m choking on tears. Grandfather takes me out of that room and into his office, lecturing me sternly about never, ever going places I know I’m not invited. The others join him after they’ve gotten dressed, and all I can distinguish are three words. “Contamination”, “sabotage”, and “catastrophic”. All big words, and while I genera

My charm became my greatest weapon as I whispered carefully calculated words into the ears of influential decision-makers. Sabotage became an art form. I subtly sowed seeds of discord among the Davis siblings, exploiting their existing rivalries and fueling their insecurities. I manipulated their fears and desires, turning them against one another. As their trust eroded, I stepped in as the voice of reason, the confidante they didn't know they needed. My first move was to manipulate the financial records. Under the guise of a diligent accountant, I subtly altered figures, creating discrepancies that would baffle even the most seasoned auditors. The financial instability I engineered cast dou

And as his very supportive wife, I should make sure he rests… which means I have to force him. “Hey Max, Cooper, come here.” They trotted over and stood obediently in front of me. My partners in crime. “Okay, here’s the plan. I need you to go to Evan’s study and, uh… interrupt his productivity. Steal the papers he’s working on. Maybe chew them up a bit. Light sabotage.” I smiled sweetly. “He hasn’t slept properly in days.” They looked at me - then at each other - and dashed off. I then realised two things. One: I talked to two dogs like how I talk to humans and sent them on a very dangerous mission on disrupting their master's work.

The air in the safe house felt different now, thicker, almost suffocating with the weight of what we were about to face. Isabella moved through the room with calculated precision, her every movement a reminder that she was a master of manipulation. It wasn’t hard to see she was always thinking two steps ahead, weaving webs of her own design. I didn’t trust her, but Carter did. And that was all that mattered right now.

“They’re planning to disrupt the supply route to one of the new sites in South America. If we act fast, we can stop them.” Paulina’s jaw tightened, determination flaring in her chest. “Then let’s move. Alert the authorities and reroute the shipment. We’re not giving them another win.” Elijah added, “I’ll coordinate with the local security teams and make sure they’re prepared. If they try anything, they won’t get far.” The swift action paid off. The saboteurs’ plans were thwarted, and the shipment arrived at its destination without incident. The victory was small but significant, a reminder that resilience and vigilance were their greatest weapons.

“But I’m willing.” Back at HQ, Camellia sat in the server core, re-running simulations of the sabotage string. She inserted a trigger phrase: “QueryChain Override – LayerTwo” The screen blinked. New files appeared. Not public ones. Private. Labeled: BURNETT_FALLOUT Inside: a full character file on Sophie. Psychological profiles. Past therapy notes. Meeting logs from her first Phoenix pitch. Whoever planted this… knew everything. And planned to weaponize it. The courtroom prep team offered her a sleek gray blazer and pencil skirt.

This isn’t just about financial losses; it’s about the integrity of everything we’ve worked for and the future we’ve envisioned. Upon arrival, I step into Dave’s office, where the serious atmosphere matches the gravity of our situation. As I lay out the documents and reports, the extent of the sabotage becomes starkly apparent. The negative trends and suspicious patterns are undeniable, painting a clear picture of a deliberate effort to destabilize our operations. The analysis reveals a troubling reality; the sabotage is not just a series of isolated incidents but a coordinated campaign to dismantle our businesses. The information we’ve gathered points to a larger, more insidious plot—one th

"We tell them that the building was attacked. We tell them that this was an act of corporate terrorism. It is not uncommon." Cane walked over to his desk, grabbing a bottle of water. He downed half of it in one gulp. "Go on." "Think about it, Alpha," Sloan said, gaining more confidence as she spoke. "Cassie Stone has been barred from the company. She’s desperate. She shows up at the tower, pulls the fire alarm, and creates a panic, and ten minutes later, the foundation cracks? That’s not a coincidence. That’s sabotage." Cane’s eyes lit up as he understood the angle she was going for. It was a lie, of course. He knew the foundation was rotting. He read the report the engineer submitted, but n