***Over the next couple of weeks, Victor went back to working for Magtoz Trucking Company. He worked only the morning shift, and he didn’t put in as much effort as he did when he wanted to complete his mission. He just didn’t want to quit the job that fast so that he wouldn’t raise any suspicions. But at this time, Mr. Harris noticed that Victor wasn’t working as hard as he used to. He called Victor into his office. Victor sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. “I noticed that you haven’t worked up to two shifts in the recent weeks; that is unlike you. Is anything wrong?” Victor knew where he was coming from, and he felt this was the right time to lay the groundwork that he was going to quit the job anytime soon.“Nothing is wrong, sir; it’s just that I feel I have learned a lot about the trucking business over the months that I have worked here, and I would be quitting anytime soon."Although Harris was not surprised by his answer, his eyes opened wide. Victor has been dri

Victor thought more to see if there was any other subject that he would enjoy teaching, but mathematics was the only subject he knew for sure that he would enjoy teaching.“I would enjoy teaching mathematics; I love looking for solutions to math problems, and I am sure I would enjoy teaching it to students,” Victor informed Spencer.Spencer smiled as he spoke. “Then start looking for courses in that field. Start doing your research; you need to utilize all the time you get from the mission. I just hope the time limit is going to be okay for you to achieve everything and complete the mission."Victor lowered his eyebrow. He had no idea if the time limit was going to be okay for him, but he was ready to give it all he had and complete the mission as soon as possible. “Let me start doing the research."Victor leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the glowing screen, his mind swimming with anticipation and determination. He scrolled through various teaching programs, each promising a path tow

Victor's brow furrowed as he pondered the question. Memories flashed through his mind—faces of acquaintances and business rivals—but no one stood out as a clear suspect. "I... I can't think of anyone who would do something like this," he admitted, his voice tinged with frustration. "I have a couple of people in mind, but I can't pinpoint who could be responsible."Detective Morrison leaned forward, his expression earnest. "Any leads or suspicions, no matter how small, could be crucial for our investigation, Mr. Victor. Anything you can remember might help us find the person behind this attack."Victor wracked his brain, trying to recall any recent conflicts or strained relationships that might have escalated to such an extreme. But the faces blurred together, leaving him grasping at elusive fragments of suspicion. He knew most of the people he considered to be enemies were behind bars and couldn’t have been able to come after him."I've had disagreements in the past, professional riva

“I will get straight to it. Make sure you tell the truth, and if you don't, and we find out that you lied, you are going to do time for lying to officers of the law."“I will try to tell the truth, officer, I promise,” the man answered with a fearful look in his eyes. Morrison started by asking him why he bought the bombs and what he wanted to use them for. The man told him that he bought them for an experiment that he wanted to run in a junk yard. The man owns a glass company, and he wanted to use the bomb test on the glasses that are bulletproof.Morrison asked for proof, and he provided him with proof and a witness who knows about the whole thing. Morrison confirmed that he was telling the truth as he let him go. At this point, Morrison was hoping that he would find the culprit.Morrison went ahead to interrogate the other suspects, but at the end of everything, they didn’t find the culprit. Morrison was frustrated, but he had to let all the suspects go.Morrison was sitting behind

***Meanwhile, at South Dakota Women’s Prison,Laura Solace was sitting on the ground in her cell. She had a bright smile on her face. ‘Although Victor Garcia is not dead yet, I am glad his car got destroyed. He must have gotten the message by now. For getting me convicted, he’s going to suffer,’ Laura thought.She was the one who hired someone to go and hit Victor; she wanted him dead, but he ended up surviving the blast. She started recalling how she planned everything. About a week ago, she was depressed from everything that was happening in prison. She kept on thinking about how she would get out of the prison, but there was no way because she had to serve her full sentence. That’s when Victor came into her mind; she recalled how he was the one that got the FBI involved in the whole thing. Laura’s hatred for him increased as she started thinking of ways she would get revenge on him.That’s when she had the idea to kill him. She got in contact with a serial killer named "Caleb.” Sh