Love Between You & Me

Trap

The glassdoor slides open, Kongpob entering inside. He presses on the bluetooth," Yes Bright"

"I had a talk with the airport security staff about your arrival. They will assist you in all ways. , Bright informed, in the background there were clicking noises.

"Ok. Is there any information from Ryan or Arthit?", Kongpob asked, looking around.

"No. I am trying but it seems they have entered in no network zone"

"Or they have walked in some trap. Bright I am getting a bad feeling about it", Kongpob rubbed his nape," do one thing. Ask the local police for help."

"On it. You handle the matters there and call me if anything happens", Bright hangs up after telling the name of security head.

Kongpob looks around and heads to the enquiry section, tapping on the counter. Getting attention of the female standing behind busy filling her nails, who lofts her perfectly plucked eyebrows, raking all over the young fellow. Letting out a low whistling. "Helloo Gentleman!! What can I do for you?", her eyes twinkling in suggestion.

...wrong tree sis!...Mentally rolling his eyes, Kongpob ignores the flirting gaze, showing up his ID," Where is Mr. Tonkakut?"

The receptionist comes to attention seeing the ID. All flirtness left her eyes, replaced by seriousness. She picks up the landline, pressing a number. "Hello! Sir someone from TID is asking for you"

She nods at whatever is said, before putting back the receiver. Getting out of the counter, she gestures Kongpob to follow her. Together they passed corridors, and checkpoints before stopping at a white door. Security and surveillance is written in dark blue bold letters.

Pressing her ID card against the scanner, she opens the door. "You can now enter Sir"

Kongpob thanked the lady and pushes the door open, stepping inside he finds himself in a large hall filled with cubicles. Each occupied with an employee, wearing headphones, eyes trained on the monitor stationed inside the one person chamber. Keys rattling and flying notes can be heard as well as people were busy speaking once and then. A giant projector opened on the entire wall. The monitor screen divided into particularly two unequal parts. One major where live feed pops up, stay for few seconds before transitioning to another. The minor part is fragmented into several small segments showcasing different corners of the airport. Outside of the airport, parking, entrance, check in, enquiry counter, waiting area, lounge area, shop area, inside the runway and many more.

"Mr. Suthilak. TID, I presume?"

Kongpob looked away from the projector screen, in direction of flat tone and faces an old man, probably in his early 50s. An inch shorter than him in height. Thin silver strands oiled and parted, swept to the left side. His wheatish skin hidden under the dark grey suit. A golden rim framed spectacles lying neatly on his face.  His face expressions stoic and eyes stern. He studies Kongpob with disdain and grimaced like the young officer has offended him somehow.

"Yes Sir", Kongpob gives a polite bow despite the judging eyes.

"Well....I didn't knew that TID has started recruiting college punks", the old man commented off handely.

"Excuse me?", Kongpob is taken aback at the scornful tone.

"Nothing. Myself Pram Tonkakut, chief head of airport security", the old man introduces himself before turning away, "Mr. Apichart has called me earlier for the cooperation"

The officer rolled his eyes at the condensing attitude, controlling his urge to scoff at the judgemental asshole and starts walking behind the other person.