"This is what you asked for last night," David said as he placed a brown envelope containing the requested documents on Darian's desk. Last night, before going to the J-Rock night club, Darian instructed David to gather all the information about Fahira.

"I apologize in advance, sir, but couldn't you just access Fahira's identity through the employee data?" David continued, momentarily stopping Darian's hand as he was about to open the brown envelope, and looked at David sharply.

"It's better if you leave, I want to be alone," Darian said irritably, waving his hand to dismiss David from his office.

Realizing Darian's restlessness, David chose to leave, although curiosity now...