Their Eunoia

Caim

"Habits can change, but nature does not."-Zaykay

Entering her office, she was taken aback to find her assistant rummaging around her desk. With a firm tone, she asked, "What are you up to?"

"Uh... I, actually, the flash drive we had with the hotel records is lost," he quickly fabricated an excuse.

"What? Do you realize the consequences this could bring?" Her voice trembled as she hurriedly searched through drawers.

"Wait, you don't know about it? I thought you were aware," he responded with a strange expression, his deception becoming apparent.

"Oh no, no, no..." Tears welled up in her eyes. The lost records meant the hotel would lose all legal assurance.

In the midst of their frantic search, Shehryar received a phone call. He excused himself abruptly, leaving Zimal perplexed.

"Everything is messed up here," Shehryar's voice crackled through the earpiece.

"In particular?" came the unbothered, firm response.

"I was searching for information about the investigation she's attempting, but upon asking I came up with with a feeble excuse that didn't even make sense but it did" he explained, feeling both confused and unsettled.

A heavy sigh resonated through the voice on the other end. "Your excuse?"

"I said the flash drive was missing, and turns out it really is missing," he admitted, feeling foolish.

"And what does it contain?" the voice inquired.

"Zaykay! It holds all the legal assurances for the hotel," he replied, the stress evident in his tone.

"And it got lost?" the voice questioned.

"Ah, I'm so frustrated. First, she insisted on the investigation, then I get an email from the boss to arrange a bodyguard for her. Now, a lost flash drive. Seriously, what do they all take me for?" Shehryar vented his frustration.

"Take a deep breath. Exhale," the voice soothingly advised. "Does the manager really need security?"

"Yeah! What does that have to do with anything? You sent me here to be an assistant. You know what? I'd rather deal with assassinations than arranging stupid files," Shehryar ranted, throwing a tantrum.

"Shehryar, Shehryar. It will all come to an end. Do you want me to be by your side?" Zaykay offered, plotting something.

What?" Shehryar asked, his confusion evident in his voice.

"Wait and watch. I have some business to take care of first," Zaykay replied, the sound of loading bullets filling the air.

"That? Finally?" Shehryar questioned, a glimmer of understanding dawning upon him.

Zaykay smirked before replying, "Let's save some oxygen from being wasted."

"Dude! That gave me chills," Shehryar responded, his voice filled with a mix of awe and anticipation.

 "Ready?" Zaykay's voice came through the Bluetooth connection, brimming with anticipation.

"Yes, Boss. Everything is in order," Ryan responded, his tone confident and assured.

Zaykay and his team prepared to raid Ravender's warehouse, a hub for illegal weapons. Located near a dangerous forest, they were well-equipped and ready to act. Zaykay would join them midway. Three black Parados awaited the team, and tension filled the air. With focused determination, they set off towards their target, united in their mission to dismantle the operation and bring justice.