Knowledge is power, power leads to responsibility. Or some shit like that. With great power comes great responsibility? That was the one. Well, Spiderman was right and she hated him for that.
The folder sat on her desk like an immovable rock. It stared at her as she stared at it. She did not want to open it. She didn't know what was in it, just that it could ruin hundreds of lives.
The shredder was within eyesight. She could shred the folder and pretend it had never landed on her desk.
She took a large gulp of tea and immediately regretted it when she burnt her tongue. She wished she smoked, it felt like a thing that would calm her nerves. She took a deep breath.
She took another deep breath for good luck.
The folder contained just one sheet of paper. A very short report from someone much more senior than her with a very vague title.
She skimmed the three paragraphs and sighed deeply. There was a lot of legal jargon and intentionally bewildering wording but the gist of it was that the general public would soon know their terrible secret.
It's what she had wanted all along, unbeknownst to her superiors, but they shouldn't find out like this. There should be no government mandate that smothers the truth in political spin. The doors should have been blown wide open from the inside.
This would have to do.
When it all went public in two weeks she needed to be out. Shit would go down immediately and the general public would take no prisoners. She had to go and she had to go now before this file found its way to someone who was trying to protect the business's interests.
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