[Gold’s POV]
“Excuse me sir, I need your help please?.”
Immediately I got my composure back, I went to the surveillance unit. I spoke to one of the managers of this unit, the assistant manager. There was fear and urgency in my voice. He looked at me as though he just saw a ghost for roughly one and a half minutes, that made me feel some type of way, like getting very self conscious.
“Excuse me sir, can I get a view of the footage of the Information and communications technology agency? The Cyber Intelligence unit, from 7:31 PM yesterday to be precise.”
I subconsciously cleared my throat and rephrase my statement. I have come to understand that people fret when they are requested of a favour.
“How much more intel do you want to know about the company?” he said with disdain clearly wal
