Snakes In Suits: When Psychopaths Go To Work Here

On paper, he was a hero. In reality, he was a parasite that had successfully hollowed out its host. Julian looked out the window at the city below, his reflection in the glass showing a man who felt nothing but the cold, mechanical satisfaction of a successful hunt.

Six months later, the company’s turnover rate hit 40%. The culture was toxic, fueled by paranoia and fear. But the quarterly profits were up due to Julian’s ruthless cost-cutting. Snakes in Suits: When Psychopaths Go to Work

The corner office on the 42nd floor didn’t smell like success; it smelled like expensive sandalwood and ozone. Julian Vane sat behind a desk carved from a single slab of obsidian, his hands folded with a stillness that felt predatory. On paper, he was a hero