"We may have been late installing the cameras, Miss Deren, but better late than never." Guliz shivers and rubs her arms. "I don't like feeling watched though."
"Oh, the cameras have been here before. Mr Aziz said the employees would feel uneasy with them around so he had them removed."
"He wasn't wrong on that front," JJ snorts, walking past Deren, who lifts a brow. "I mean, should we as people be working under such scrutiny? I think not! This place has no need for cameras because no one here sneaks around or has anything to hide. And this is an advertising agency, not a prison!"
"JJ who are you even yelling at?" Deren snaps and gestures around at the confused employees wondering the same thing.
"I wasn't yelling, Miss Deren, I was monologueing," JJ whispers, "but I did start getting louder in the middle there because if this spy is amongst us, we will know because he'll start feeling jittery and we'll catch him." JJ makes a grab with his hand, fisting it. "He'll surrender himself or give himself away. One or the other."
"JJ," Deren sighs, "you're always screaming at people, don't think I haven't noticed. You need to learn to control yourself. Have I taught you nothing in all these years?"
"Exactly!" Guliz agrees.
"Did you teach me anything, Miss Deren?"
"Miss Deren?"
Deren is glaring at JJ, who quickly backtracks and nods. "Of course you did."
"Miss Deren?"
Deren looks at the receptionist repeating her name and walking towards them. "Yes dear?" She never could remember the girl's name.
"Mr Fardi is here."
"Good, take him to Can's office, I'm on my way." Deren turns back to JJ. "Stop yelling. I'm watching you."
"Okay, Miss Deren."
"You hear that JJ? Don't yell," Guliz pokes JJ's arm as Deren walks away.
"Don't yell, please," he huffs mockingly and narrows his eyes at Guliz. "As if you don't scream at all... you hyprocrite..."
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Can looks intently at Fardi. Deren had come in five minutes ago just behind Fardi.
They were trying to find out from the employees if anyone saw someone doing something they shouldn't in the past few days - like steal their project. He had a feeling he knew, but he needed to be sure.
"Think really hard. Did you see anyone or anything suspicious?"
Deren nods next to his desk at Fardi, was standing with his hands behind his back.
Sanem enters at that moment of questioning, actually coming to ask about something work related, only to pause in the door and look at Fardi, waiting to hear his answer.
"I do remember something, Mr Can."
"Great, what?"
"That woman," Fardi whispers and leans forward, looking around like whoever he was talking about was going to jump out at him.
"What woman?" Deren demands.
"Miss Aylin. She came here while everyone was at the camp."
Can scoffs and throws his hands up. "I knew it!" He pushes himself away from his desk, his chair rolling back and his hands slapping down onto his legs. "Why even wonder?"
Miss Aylin? Sanem frowns and then remembers seeing Emre. But how? She wouldn't be - Emre...he was sneaking around here yesterday...He has to be helping her again! And he's lying to Can about it again too!
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Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)
FanficContinuation of Part 2 * (A Turkish Series Translation) Can and Sanem's story continues in this exciting third part. Can has saved Sanem's perfume from Fabri's greedy hands - or so they think - and from this gallant action, things are put in motion...