After getting the data, Pavel went home and planned what he should do for tomorrow. Then, the next day, Pavel left earlier than usual. He came early to launch his action regarding his mission. Pavel's quiet but determined footsteps led him to the empty workspace, where even the morning chill from outside the company building still clung to his clothes. Darkness was certainly the first sight that greeted him when he entered the office. There was still one week for the mission deadline given by the system. He considered this move to end the mission immediately. Pavel went to He's computer, sat on He's work chair and turned on the computer. The lights in the room were left off by Pavel so as not to attract outside attention. Just in case anyone saw him.He opened the flash disk containing the data, checking them one by one. Then, he went to social media sites, some business websites with a lot of visitors and sent the files one after another. After doing so, he remembered Enzo's sug
As the night wore on, the employees were getting bored and fed up with what was happening to them. Waiting without certainty made them anxious and afraid. I wonder what happened to the company leaders to make such a unilateral policy.Out there, the press didn't seem to be caught off guard or tired in the slightest. The cold night air did not deter the reporters from chasing the hottest news. Some of them took turns guarding and reporting on the latest situation. Then, with the closed access in and out of this building, of course, many media parties began to feel uneasy and suspicious. "If they haven't come out until now, that means the employees are still in there, right?" said one of the cameramen from a local news station. Those who were resting in the area in front of the building looked up, where many of the building's lights were still on even though the employees' working hours had passed quite a while ago. The situation outside also began to heat up again with new facts m
The police already sensed something was wrong with this company building. It had been 24 hours since any of the employees had left. Even the press who originally intended to seek information from the company's leader who was suspected of corruption, became suspicious of taking their employees hostage. Who wouldn't be suspicious, there were even reports from family members who claimed to work there, but hadn't returned home until morning. Some reporters were still on standby to cover every incident there and inform the public about the hostage-taking. On the other hand, the people who also witnessed it began to worry. Many of them had family members who had not returned home and were employees of the company. Police have combed the outside of the building and searched for possible hidden entrances, usually in the back area, but there are none. The police also suspect arbitrary actions by the company's leaders against the employees. In essence, there were too many irregularities
Pavel couldn't do anything to help the other divisions who also seemed to need food and drink. As Pavel was about to get a drink from the cupboard, he accidentally met the gaze of the people across the room from his office. Through the window that connected the view in the hallway that separated the finance division's office from the other divisions, several people seemed to notice him. The problem for Pavel was the way they looked at him and his friends.Parsha, who saw that Pavel was just silent while staring into another room, immediately approached him. She looked in the same direction and asked, "What's wrong with them?"Pavel shrugged. "Maybe they're also starving like you said before. Their gazes seem to dislike us for eating alone and not sharing with them."Parsha let out a long sigh. "What can we do? We can't go out and share our food with them. It's too risky, isn't it?"Pavel just nodded and returned to his seat as before, as did Parsha. The conditions in this room wer
Everyone stared at the Director with wide-eyed stares. Some stepped back and went back into the room in fear of the threat, but others still seemed to have the courage to stare at the man."Why are you doing this to us, sir?!" one of the men exclaimed. He couldn't help but protest. The glare was directed at the Director who returned the stare with a flat look. "Do you intend to kill us all?!"Pavel, who heard that, felt anxious for fear that the Director would lose control and shoot the man. However, it seemed that the Director was still holding back. "That's right, sir. Why did you lock us up here?! What did we do wrong?" Another man boldly protested."Shut up!" shouted the Director with the gun pointed at the last man who spoke. "You better get back in the room or you'll meet the same fate as them!" The gun changed direction, pointing at the corpses that were their coworkers. "You know the consequences of fighting me, don't you?!" A smirk graced he's lips. Then, one second la
Pavel sneaked in, opened the door slowly and now the sight he saw was a dark and empty room. He was sure that he heard someone talking and it was the Director's voice. Either talking to someone or just over the phone. Pavel managed to enter and his footsteps headed for the Director's desk. However, his footsteps suddenly stopped. Someone pointed a gun at Pavel's head, its tip pressed against the side of the man's head. "Who are you?" The voice sounded heavy and deep. The man's gaze looked alert at the figure who trespassed. Luckily Pavel was wearing a he costume with a mask, so the Director didn't realize that the man he was facing was Pavel. Behind the mask, Pavel smiled sarcastically. "What do you want? Why are you doing something dangerous like this?" The statement that Pavel had been suppressing for a long time finally came out. The director smiled with a grin. "Don't blame me. Blame the person who brazenly leaked the data!" he snapped in a fit of rage. "This wouldn't ha
Pavel fell down as he dodged the Director's punch. The man let out a long breath. This could not be left unchecked. The Director's physical strength could not be underestimated. Pavel had underestimated the man's ability to not take that into account. "You look exhausted. Shall we end this right now?" The Director straightened his clothes, then walked towards his desk. Under the desk, there was a pistol that had been accidentally kicked while attacking the enemy he. "Just give up. While I'm still doing you a favor." Pavel watched in silence. He had to think about how to immobilize the man in the near future. Judging from the movements and the way the Director wrestled, Pavel had very little chance of hitting He's head. Could it be that the man deliberately avoided getting hit in the head? Pavel wondered to himself. Then, the moment where Pavel saw the man bend down - seemingly picking something up, Pavel immediately took the opportunity. Moving quickly, he picked up the nameplat
The victims were taken to the hospital and given specialized treatment. Pavel and Parsha were in the general ward and were separated by a white curtain. Almost all of those from the same division as them were not seriously physically injured, but most - both from the finance division and others - suffered panic attacks and deep trauma, especially those who found their colleagues dead in front of their eyes. Although Parsha seemed calm at this point, Pavel still saw her several times in the ambulance trembling and her gaze unfocused. Nevertheless, Parsha was still willing to tell stories, engage Pavel in conversation and smile, but it was clear that the smile was not the same as before. Pavel did not expect that the incident would bring deep wounds to Parsha's heart, and likely to the hearts of he's friends as well.Pavel looked at some of the TV broadcasts that were filled with news from the incident. There was coverage of the families of the victims who died from the shooting in t