James sucked in a deep breath, his eyes darting around the room, silently begging no one to enter the freezer room. He had planned it perfectly, but that didn’t mean plans couldn’t change.

With a quick glance at the clock, he breathed a sigh of relief. He had 1 hour before any of his employees would arrive. 1 hour to deal with everything. 1 hour to fix things. Pulling himself together, he shoves the last few dirty plates in the dishwasher, and steps into the freezer room.

Quickly, he imputed the code to stop the alarm being set off from opening the door, and stuffs his hand in his pocket as the icy chill hits him. And there it was. Glinting behind a few bags of ice. Everything he’d ever worked for.