Ken tiptoed into the male restroom and left the door slightly open so he could get a clear glance at the people plotting to kill the company's CEO. He heard footsteps marching outside toward the restroom and he quietly pinned his back to the wall. He cast his sharp gaze at the opening he created by letting the door fly open. A man walked past him and Ken realized that he hasn't seen the man elsewhere. The man was dressed in a black tuxedo and one of the prominent features he picked was the scar on the man's left cheek. Ken guessed that the man was in his early fifties. His hair was thick and brown. Ken heard the footsteps of the second man he was expecting making his way out of the room. He remained rooted in his hidden spot and fixed his eyes on the target. A young man with blonde hair walked past him and Ken froze. His eyes began to rove in circles and just when he was doubting the identity of the young man he had just seen, he decided to smartly place his head out and take a pro
Ken shook his head and grabbed the spare office key Mr. Charles had left behind. He glanced at the square-shaped clock hanging on the wall. It was past 3 pm. He decided to head home.He locked the office and slid the key inside his pants pocket. Lately, Mr. Charles had entrusted him with opening and locking up his office after working hours.While making his way out of the company, flashes of the incident he had just witnessed in the restroom began to flutter in his mind. Someone was planning to kill the CEO and there was nothing he could do about it or maybe, there was something he could do.He hailed a cab and settled in front beside the driver."Are you okay?" the middle-aged driver asked after Ken slumped into the car seat. He didn't even bother to wrap a seatbelt."Just drive," he replied with his face averted from the driver.He had concluded that tomorrow, he'll approach Mr. Charles with the issue and as his master will always say, if it doesn't work out today, try again tomorr
Ken stared at the door and shifted his gaze back to Adams. Was the man asking him to leave? "But sir...I...the computer." he began to stammer.Adams placed his phone on the table and threw his back against the chair. "Are you flaunting my orders?" Ken was silent. All he was requesting was a computer to discharge the task assigned to him.Adams stared at the watch on his left wrist. "You've got 55 minutes Ken so the sooner you start working, the faster you'll be done," he told Ken, maintaining a serious face."Yes sir." was Ken's reply. He gave a sad nod and made his way out of the office."Stop walking like a girl," Adams screamed at his departing figure. "Hurry up and work on those transactions," he yelled at him.Ken stepped out of the office. He rested his back against the wall and folded his arms across his chest. He just met Adams and had already concluded that the man was stern and insensitive.What was he going to do now? he wondered. He lowered his left hand to his waist and
Ken turned around to face the man who had just called out to him. With a mischievous smile, Charlie continued taking giant steps toward Ken.Ken folded his arms across his chest and cast a hard gaze at Charlie. After Charlie tried to frame him during their first semester examinations, he had considered him pure evil but after he eavesdropped on them and his partner the other day at the restroom, Ken was convinced that Charlie was more like the devil.Charlie finally got to the spot Ken was standing. He glared at him and moved closer to him. He stood so close to Ken that air could barely pass between them. Ken held up Charlie's malicious stare and waited for him to speak."I saw your miserable self exiting the building and I wasn't sure whether it was you so I decided to call out to you and when I called you, I found out it was you indeed," said Charlie.Ken gave a half smile and lowered his hands to his hips. "Now that you are convinced that I was the one you imagined, what else do y
The continuous buzzing of Ken's phone awakened him. He slowly opened his and went for his phone."9 am!" he mumbled and sprung out of bed with a gasp.He quickly unlocked his phone and couldn't fix his eyes on a particular spot when he realized that it was Adams who had been blowing up his phone."Bloody hell" He muttered under his breath and began taking off his pajamas.After closing from work the previous day, Cassie invited him for a hangout. They spent the night having fun and by the time he returned to his apartment, It was past his bedtime.Ken hurriedly took a shower and began pulling out clothes from his luggage bag. He knew he was in trouble. He was expected to be in the office by 9 am sharp and now, he was still at home trying to pick up an outfit. He was so exhausted that he didn't hear the sound of his alarm.He quickly slipped into a pair of blue jeans and slapped a red cotton tee shirt on it. He tucked his wallet in his trouser's pocket and slipped into comfortable foo
Ken walked out of the office with a sigh and stared at the mug he was clinging to. His expectation got violated that morning. He was hoping to see Mr. Charles in the office after three hectic working days with Adams but when he walked into the office, he found Adam sitting like a god.He got irked and Adams didn't waste time in sending him to grab his morning coffee. He wanted to see Mr. Charles.Ken sensed that there was a problem with Mr. Charles. The day he introduced Adams, he had told him that they'll be rotating daily shifts and now, it's been three torturing days without any sign of him.He decided to confront Shane with the issue. She might be alone at the reception and he wouldn't want to raise the issue among the sales personnel. He got to the reception and sighed in relief after noticing that Shane was alone at the reception, going through her phone.He walked up to her and knocked on the counter. She lowered the phone to her chest and flashed a quick smile at him."Can you
Ken quickly moved away from the door and marched down the hallway toward the restrooms. His pupils kept dilating. They haven't spoken in weeks and haven't crossed paths since the day they wrote their final examinations. Ken cleared his throat loudly and picked up the call after slipping to a corner. "Hello!" he said, still maintaining a bright smile."Ken Trent!" she called out to him and giggled afterward.Ken imagined the name slipping out of her full lips. He smiled while imagining her smile and wondered whether she was tying her hair into a loose bun."Jane!" he replied in the same manner she had called him.They both broke out laughing.Ken felt a sense of awareness starting to envelop him. After he learns about Mr. Charles's condition, he suddenly went cold and had concluded that he was going to have a bad day but now, a phrase from Jane was making his gloomy day bright."How have you been? It's been a while you know?""It's been two weeks and two days," Ken replied. The last
After sorting the files, Ken collected all the papers and neatly placed them in a box. Before leaving the office that afternoon, Adam had given him a task to complete and Ken could only leave for home when he was done.He hurried through the task and completed it in less than ten minutes when it should have taken him about thirty minutes. He placed the box in one of the table cabinets and roved his eyes around the office.Everything was set.He hurried out of the office, shut the door, and slipped the key inside his wallet before tucking it inside his pants pocket.As he marched toward the exit, he stared at the watch on his left wrist. "3 pm" He muttered under his breath and made his way out of the building. He has about three hours to get ready for the date he had with Jane that evening or probably a hang out as she'll say.With a bright smile, he hailed a cab and took the front seat beside the driver. Ken slumped on the car seat maintaining a smile. After what seemed like forever,