As Jonathan began to notice parallels between the two designs in front of him, a sense of unease pervaded the workplace.
"How is this possible, Mark. The designs are the same," he whispered, his attention darting to his assistant, who, too, appeared concerned about the similarities.
"Someone stole designs, and we are only now discovering them, now. Is this an office or a playing field? Confidential documents are exchanged without our knowledge, and this is what we have to face in return." Jonathan lost control as he smashed his fist on the table, yanking the designs away.
Mark shivered as his enraged boss spoke in a loud tone.
"We're attempting to find out the truth, Boss. We will soon find out what went wrong and how they managed to take our work."
