Lisa – Midnight Meeting
Lisa sat at the head of a long glass conference table, her eyes cold, her heart colder.
The private meeting room overlooked the city skyline, but she didn’t glance at the view.
Six of her board members sat across from her—men and women she had handpicked. People she trusted. Or thought she did.
Tonight would reveal the truth.
Her new head of security, a quiet man named Aiden with military precision in his movements, stood at her side.
“Phones in the box,” Lisa ordered.
No one hesitated.
They dropped their phones in the sleek silver case Aiden held, the sound of plastic hitting metal loud in the tense silence.
Lisa folded her hands together, nails sharp and polished.
“Let’s be clear,” she began, voice calm but slicing. “Someone in this room helped leak thos
