They Fired the Real Genius

Summary

We were locked in a fierce, confidential internal race against Team B for a ten-billion-dollar project when my director sidelined me under a false pretense.

On the day he suspended me, Jared clapped a hand on my shoulder. "Wes," he’d said, "you’re our technical core. This whole project depends on you. Once we lock down this ten-billion-dollar contract, I’ll personally welcome you back with open arms."

So, I stayed home, working myself to the bone on the project proposal. Three months later, we won the bid. But instead of a welcome back, I received a termination letter.