Carter's father arrived at the location Mr. Williams had given him, a wealthy and powerful figure accustomed to late-night meetings that concerned him. As he stepped out of his sleek black car, he was greeted by Mr. Williams himself, who welcomed him with a nod of respect."I'm sorry for dragging you out here at this hour," Mr. Williams began, his tone respectful.Carter's father acknowledged the sentiment with a curt nod, understanding the urgency of their situation. "I understand your concerns but my son's peace of mind is worth more than my sleep." They settled into comfortable armchairs, pouring themselves drinks as the minutes ticked away.Hours passed, and the clock struck midnight. Carter's father couldn't help but feel anxious and impatient. He turned to Mr. Williams, his voice laced with concern. "I thought you said the kid would be here right away. Why is he taking so long?"Mr. Williams sighed, his expression troubled. "I received a strange call from Logan. I thought he was

The following morning, Logan awoke to the crisp light of day filtering through his bedroom window. He stretched and yawned, a sense of accomplishment still lingering from the events of the previous night. As he descended the staircase, the familiar drone of the morning news reached his ears. He found the television broadcasting the headline news, and there it was, a picture of his former boss, Mr. Williams, in handcuffs, his face a mix of shock and despair.The news anchor was narrating the unfolding events. "In a shocking turn of events, former canteen manager Mr. Williams was arrested last night on multiple charges, including embezzlement, attempted murder, and various other criminal activities. The police have gathered substantial evidence against him, and an ongoing investigation is expected to reveal even more details of his wrongdoing."A grin spread across Logan's face as he watched the report. Justice had been served, and he felt a renewed sense of vindication.Just as he was

Logan was stunned. This was not what he had expected at all. He furrowed his brow, considering the offer carefully. Becoming a manager meant was not what he initially wanted, he wanted to own the place but on the other hand, this opportunity could make his dream of owning a successful business a reality.He took a few minutes to weigh the pros and cons, thinking about the impact this decision would have on his life. Mr. Peterson patiently waited for his response.Finally, Logan nodded. "Okay, Mr. Peterson, I accept your offer."A smile of relief crossed Mr. Peterson's face. He extended his hand, and Logan shook it firmly. "It's a deal, Mr Logan."Mr. Peterson stood up and poured the tea into the cups, taking one and leaving the other for Logan and then raised his cup to Logan. "To the next five years."Logan followed suit, raising his cup and clinking it against Mr. Peterson's. "To the next five years."As they sipped their tea, the weight of Logan's past and the mysterious phone call

The next morning, the sunlight spilled into Logan's apartment, signaling the beginning of a new day. He rose from his bed, his mind already buzzing with the tasks ahead. Today was the day he would meet Mr. Peterson to make his managerial position official, and a wave of anticipation washed over him.After his usual morning routine and a quick breakfast, Logan dressed in his most professional attire. Today held a significance beyond just a job—it was a step toward a more secure future. As he stood in front of the mirror adjusting his tie, thoughts of the white vehicle he had eyed for a while crept into his mind.For a moment, Logan debated the idea of finally getting himself a car. The canteen job provided the perfect cover for acquiring one without drawing unnecessary attention. With a determined nod, he decided that after the meeting with Mr. Peterson, he would explore the possibility of becoming a proud car owner.Exiting his apartment building, Logan walked to the edge of the stree

Leaving the canteen, Logan felt a surge of accomplishment. The weight of managerial responsibility rested on his shoulders, and the prospect of shaping the canteen's future fueled his determination. As he stepped into the bustling street, the vibrant city seemed to share in his triumph.His elation, however, was interrupted by the buzzing of his phone. Daniel's name lit up the screen, and Logan answered with a grin, "Hey, Daniel, what's up?"Daniel's voice crackled through the phone, "Logan, you around? I thought we could catch up. The usual bar?"Logan, still riding the high of his recent success, replied, "Absolutely. I just finished something big. I'll be there in no time."With plans to celebrate forming in his mind, Logan hailed a taxi to take him to the bar where he and Daniel often hung out. Little did he know, strange movements caught his attention as the taxi navigated through the city.Through the rearview mirror, Logan noticed a group of men exhibiting peculiar behavior. Th