Chapter 12: Who is She?
The cold air in the room only added to the pounding in his chest as he awaited his boss's reaction to the unwelcome news. But he had no other choice—this was critical.
Still, his boss showed no intention of acknowledging him, eyes remaining closed in deliberate indifference. The man decided to just drop the next line, one that would likely hit like a punch to the face.
"There's a problem with our flying car, sir. Renar Tuffin was seen riding it from Brookwood to Terenian Hospital."
Just as he predicted, those words finally earned a reaction.
From the glass reflection, he saw his boss's eyes snap open, a deep frown carving between his brows. In one swift motion, he spun his chair around and stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray.
His icy blue gaze darkened, the dim lighting of the office casting sharper shadows over his features.
The sight alone sent a shiver down the secretary's spine as he swallowed hard, waiting for his response.
"What did that kid do?"
That low, baritone voice—calm yet heavy with authority—only reinforced the weight of his presence.
The secretary, fully aware of what that question meant, knew he had to report everything in precise detail—the entire sequence of events, down to the last consequence.
Carefully, he began explaining how Renar had taken the flying car, how someone had caught it on video, and how it had ended up uploaded on Videotube.