"They are undercover and are here for your protection."
"What? Are you crazy? I don't need protection. And these two bulls undercover?" I said pointing towards the bulky men. "There's nothing undercover with them following me around."
"Oh no you got...
The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies.
Giara's POV.
"So Mr. George you're working here since..." I asked.
"It's been 10 years Ms. Edwards." He answered.
"Okay 10 years. So in those 10 years something unusual happened? Like in staff members?"
"Nothing of sorts Ms. Edwards. But I think, pardon me for saying this, I know it's your job but I don't think it's someone from the staff members."
"Hmm." I hummed.
I knew it wouldn't be someone from staff because these people are very loyal and I don't think Mr. Olsen would hire someone without their background check. But you never know, it might be mass planning, waiting for right time to attack. Then again why would someone threaten him when they could go for direct kill with being a insider and why start now, they had many opportunities before. And from looking at threats it doesn't seem like someone is threatening him for money. It's something more than that.
"We're here Ms. Edwards." George said opening the door to the security room.
"Thank you Mr. George." I said in British accent.
"You're welcome Ms. Edwards." He replied with amusement.
"Mr. Weasely?" George called out.
"Yes George. In here." Someone shouted back.
"Mr. Weasely this is Giara Edwards from SAA and Ms. Edwards this is Bob Weasely our head security." George introduced us. Bob Weasely huh. Ex- marine. Interesting.
"Nice to meet you Ms. Edwards." Bob said putting his hand out.
"Same." I said shaking hands with him.
"My work here is done. I'll take my leave. If you need my assistance, call me. Ms. Edwards. Mr. Weasely." With that he left.
"So how can I help you Ms. Edwards?" Bob asked.
"I just need to see some security camera records and maybe some help will do."
"Bob Weasely at your service Ma'am!" He said saluting.
"Okay let's get to work then." I said chuckling.
"So any particular dates?" He asked sitting behind the computer screen.
"Around 29th of Jan. When this threatening thing started."
"Okay around 29th of Jan."
"So did you notice anything unusual while working in here?"
"Nothing of sorts."
"Hmmm." I hummed. "It's seems like someone is following him outside, keeping an eye on him. Not in here. Very cautious about getting caught, is what I can come up with looking at threats. And looking at this, there's nothing odd happening in here. Yet." I said pointing at the computer screen where video was playing.
"This person is threatening him using text messages which is typical and amateur but we can't track him/her which is quite interesting. It can't be some business enemy of Mr. Olsen according to my research. It's someone outside from this business circle." I said trying to find any flaws.
"Correct. It's someone from outside. Unknown to us." Bob said.
"Hmmm." I hummed again.
It can be someone from their family but according to the research Mr. Olsen don't have many family members on his side. On other hand Mrs. Olsen has too many. Closer ones are the Moretti family. But they seem harmless. Maybe I should talk to Mr. Olsen.
*Ring Ring*
"Excuse me for a second." I said to Bob excusing myself.
"Giara speaking."
"Hey G. It's Nick." Nick said on the other side. Ugghh!! What does he want now?!? I just fucking hate his voice, face everything that belongs to him. Now you must be thinking 'What's her deal with this Nick and who the heck is this Nick.' Well 'this Nick' is someone who I used to be best friends with. Then something happened and 'this Nick' become the person I hate. To say in simple words. He betrayed me. I already had trust and anger issues but after the incident I was diagnosed with extreme case of Intermittent Explosive Disorder (IED). Which is basically the violent stage of anger issues. But now I've got it under control. I have few technique under my sleeves which helps me to control my anger. Like taking deep breaths, maybe sometimes hur--
"G! You there." Ugghh! He's voice again. Can't he just stop talking.
"What do you want?"
"I just wanted to know how's everything going at job. Is everything good. Is som-"
"Look is there something important you need to tell? Something related to work because I don't have time for your bullshit." I said annoyed with his 'I care for you' shit.
"Umm. Yes. Local bar at Shadyside Street. Direct kill. I'll send in the others details."
"Okay anything else?"
"Uhh. Yeah just be careful and take ca--" I cut him off by hanging up. I don't fucking need his wishes.
"I need to have a talk with Mr. Olsen and his family." I said to Bob.
"If you need anything I'm here."
"Thanks for the help Bob."
"You're welcome Giara."
So now let's have a talk with the Olsen's.
A/N:
Sorry for the late update guys. But here's the 6th Chapter. What are your thoughts on Nick? Let me know down in the comment section. Vote and share with your pals.
Love, Alba 💜
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