The signs others couldn't understand (3)

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In the morning, Jackson came down from his room ordering the cook to get his food ready before he returns from the gym, and headed towards his car. And to his horror, the car was shattered badly, like it got into some accident, so he asked the guards about the driver. "No sir, the car didn't go anywhere, and you sent the driver on a vacation for a month". "Are you kidding me? If the car didn't go anywhere what the f is this!?" He burst out on the guards, pointing towards the car, his voice high pitched, clearly scared, when the guards looked in the direction they were creeped out, because they had been there all night and nobody came there "B-boss we were here the whole n-night and it was ok at night, no one cam-" "Shut the heck up, did I hire u two to sleep? ARE YOU EVEN DOING UR DUTY? HOW THE HELL CAN A WHOLE CAR SHATTER WHEN TWO GUARDS WERE RIGHT IN FRONT OF IT! AND IF, if I get to know that any one of u was involved in it, I'll kill u both." He growled and went in, calling the police from his mobile phone.

At night, a loud gun shot was heard, the bullet passed through the glass window of Jackson's room, making it shatter. To the sound, he woke up, clearly scared to death, screaming "Ah-w-who is it? IM GONNA KILL YOU, JUST SEE!" and another shot was heard on the window on the other side of the room, but this time not passing through it, seemed like this shot was from a distance and Jackson, almost crying in fear screamed in a low voice "I-Im s-sorry what h-have I done to you", little does he know, he has done a lot. Just then his guards came in and covered him up, he hit one of the guards whispering "Why the hell did you all come so late, were u waiting for me to die?" "No no boss, we're sorry" "Losers". He said, leaving the room and went to the cameras, when he entered, he saw the door already opened, so he called his guards, when suddenly someone grabbed him by his neck, and knocked him on the ground, causing him to lose consciousness.

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