It was an ordinary Monday morning in Riyadh.
Nour arrived at 8:45 AM, made tea before anyone else got in, and opened her inbox. Forty-one unread emails. She started from the top.
By 9:30 AM she had cleared most of them. The recruitment briefing call with Tariq was scheduled for Thursday. She wanted to give him a head start β some internal context about seniority levels, compensation bands, what the team actually looked like on paper.
She opened the shared HR drive. Found the folder she needed.
HR_Performance_Q4_2025
She attached it to a reply, typed a three-line note β "Thought this would help before Thursday's call. Let me know if you need anything else." β and hit send.
9:47 AM. Done. She moved to the next email.
Tariq had been their recruitment contact eighteen months ago. Good relationship. He had filled two senior roles for them in 2024. His name was familiar in her inbox. She had no reason to pause.
She did not know his contract had expired in December 2023.
She did not know the approved vendor list had not been updated since then.
She did not know that what she had just sent was no longer authorised.
Somewhere in another city, an inbox notification appeared.
Tomorrow β Chapter 2: What Was in the Folder.