by Rhys Numbers
For a decade, a ghost from my phone's past haunted me with calls from furious debt collectors. I blocked them, ignored them, and moved on. But when I discovered that the ghost, a man drowning in a sea of debt, was my tyrannical, soul-crushing boss, I knew fate had delivered me the perfect weapon. His reign of terror was about to end, not with a whisper, but with the deafening ring of a hundred angry creditors. I was about to become the architect of his downfall, one phone call at a time.