Chapter 873: On the Method of Hijacking a Cruise Ship — Step One
In a clean, well-lit office, a sergeant was reviewing some mission reports.
Blackstone Security had firmly established itself in the private military contracting industry, with personnel deployed both domestically and internationally.
After every operation, the team leader was required to submit a report detailing the events that occurred during the mission.
If there were any decisions that needed justification—such as preemptively engaging a perceived threat—the report had to explain the reasoning behind such judgments.
It was a tedious job. Day after day, he read through reports where lives were reduced to a few lines, treated almost like jokes, disappearing from the page as if they weighed nothing.
Life, it seemed, wasn’t valuable. Not even as heavy as a sheet of paper.
The office door opened. A blonde girl peeked her head in and made a gesture mimicking a phone call.
“Sergeant, you have a call…”
The sergeant, dressed in a formal uniform he disliked, got up. At Blackstone Security headquarters, formal attire was standard. They weren’t on the frontlines; they didn’t need bulletproof vests or to be ready to draw a weapon at any moment. They just needed to sip coffee and wait out the day.