Scene 2: The Boardroom Kabir walked into his office. The glass walls of the conference room usually intimidated his staff. Today, they looked fragile. He called an emergency all-hands meeting. His team—twenty-five young, exhausted techies—shuffled in. They looked terrified. Emergency meetings usually meant layoffs or impossible deadlines. They sat with their laptops open, ready to type, ready to defend, ready to survive. Kabir stood at the head of the table. He wasn't wearing his power suit. He was wearing a simple cotton shirt. He didn't turn on the projector. "Close your laptops," he said softly. The team exchanged panicked glances. This is it, their eyes said. We’re fired.