That night, as the office lights dimmed and the hum of computers faded, Ethan stayed behind. He opened the presentation template, staring at the blank slide like a fresh canvas for justice. For the first time, he would create the perfect cocktail for disaster, one bullet point at a time.
The plan was elegant in its simplicity. Ethan would give Brad exactly what he always wanted—a shiny deck full of big words and bigger promises. There would be two versions, indistinguishable by filename, differentiated only by substance. One would win promotions. The other would end careers. He smiled just thinking about it.