The Anonymous Mail
Roarke stared at the image of Nessa and a man captured having an intimate moment at the coffee shop close to work. He was about to get down to attending to the heap of papers on his desk that were due for signing when his phone vibrated.
When Roarke opened the attached files sent from an anonymous mail, a knot tightened in his stomach. The first emotion he felt was that of shock. His gripped his phone with anger as he starred at the disturbing picture. Although the image only suggested an intimate between lovers while having a cup of coffee and not a full blown sex picture.
He loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt to let in more air properly in his airways. He felt hot even though the air conditioner was working, still needed more air to breath properly and to clear his head, he stood and opened the windows.