Alice knew this was going to be a tough day. She must be indeed cursed like that shaman had said, because it was always back-to-back problems.
Linda had completely ignored her, focused on the lady who had just approached her. Alice took that chance to head towards the main meeting area.
Alice barely made it past the welcome sign before she regretted every decision that led her here.
The "environmental team" wasn't a grassroots, eco-warrior kind of crew. No. This was luxury activism. The kind where sustainability was a buzzword, and everyone cared about the earth just enough to post about it in curated Instagram reels.
There were seven people seated. Four men and three women, all impeccably dressed in stylish, tailored suits. They exuded an effortless sophistication that made Alice feel even more out of place.