Lucy was this close to deleting the mysterious message from the night before. Her thumb hovered over the glowing 'delete' button, a silent battle raging in her mind. But curiosity, or maybe just sheer stubbornness, had her fingers frozen there. She'd told herself she'd ignore it, that it was probably spam or a very strange scam. But the words kept replaying in her head, cold and clear:
"We need to talk. I know how to save your company, but it'll cost you."
Great. The only thing missing was a dramatic thunderclap sound effect to punctuate the absurdity of it all. Because if life were a cheesy soap opera, this was peak moment #17, complete with a mysterious stranger, a desperate plea, and a vague, ominous warning. It felt less like a business offer and more like an episode of a crime drama.
