#Chapter 85: Signal Distorted

Amelia Jenny didn’t show up to HQ that morning. At first, no one said anything. It wasn’t unusual for her to work remotely when she was sulking or nursing a headache, especially if the calendar was light. But by noon, it was obvious something was wrong. Her name was absent from the group thread. Her status was blank. Even Elsa, who usually made a show of being detached, was seen pacing the east hallway with her phone pressed tight to her ear. When I passed Jenny's room, the door was slightly open. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but her voice carried. “He humiliated me. You knew and you didn’t say anything. You just watched it happen.” Then came the sobbing. "He used me," Jenny cried between ragged breaths, her voice cracking with fury and devastation. "He made me feel like I was helping him, like we were building something together. And the whole time he was sneaking around, giving information to David just to climb his way to the top." Her voice hitched again, loud and messy.