chapter 8

"How is this possible?" Elysa asked, her voice laced with disbelief. "Mike, the director of the company?"

Mark shook his head, frustration etched on his face. "I'm just as surprised and frustrated as you are, Elysa. I'm in trouble now. I might actually lose my job and end up in jail because of this."

Elysa's eyes widened in alarm. "God forbid, Mark. We have to think of something."

Mark nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. "I know, I know. But what can we do?"

Just then, Mark's phone buzzed with an incoming message. He glanced down, his heart skipping a beat as he saw the sender's initials - X.

"Not again," Mark muttered under his breath.

Elysa's eyes narrowed. "Who is it?"

Mark tried to brush it off, but Elysa's gaze lingered on his face. "Just a spam message," he lied.

But Elysa's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Let me see."

Mark hesitated, but Elysa's persistence he showed her. He handed her the phone, and she read the message aloud.

"'There will be a meeting tonight. Don't mi
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