Object of mystery.

The MSS, Municipal Security Service, was the top tier security agency in the country. Not even the cops or FBI came close to the kind of authority they commanded in affairs of the states. They were usually men who looked too good to be government workers who carry out the most intricate and delicate work of the state.

And they were not seen just anywhere. They were sent to places that the police couldn't visit. Their main concern usually was the most random and uncivil thing happening in the country.

What was more interesting about them was the fact that, they neither charge to court nor take bails. They had their ways.

Damien walked out of the elevator and towards the door of the office of the manager. There were so many questions to ask himself but he didn't. He only let the questions have a chance in his mind;

How did the MSS get to know about it? Was there any media personnel disguising as one of the CEO'S?

Those were the sensible questions to ask, but they seemed pretty remot