Wednesday, April 17, 2019
He woke up early on Monday, dressing in an outfit his ex-wife had left behind when she divorced him. The leather dress wasn’t exactly something Ms. Ellis would wear, but he figured no one would question it. After all, he otherwise looked exactly like her down to her DNA. Then he arrived at the office at 8AM, entered Ms. Ellis’s office and closed the glass door. This was long before she usually showed up, and he figured it was more than enough time. Laura was one of those people dumb enough to write passwords down on her desk and arrogant enough to demand access to everything. Then it was just a matter of deleting large chunks of code and even larger chunks of backup data. He sauntered out of the glass door of Ms. Ellis’s office a little before 9, satisfied in the corporate sabotage of his former employer.