The Reaper's Severance

Summary

They call me the Reaper. When I walked out of the head office with that familiar pale blue folder, a collective groan echoed through the cubicles. The usual mix of glares and whispered curses followed me. In the last six months, I’d personally escorted nearly two hundred people out the door of Ascend Corp, saving our CEO over a million and a half dollars. My hands were stained, but I thought my reward was finally here—the promotion I was promised, the one I’d sacrificed my reputation for.

Instead, he handed me a folder of my own. My termination papers.