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Golden Heights Corporation
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Meanwhile, in an office on the hundredth floor of Golden Heights Corporation, Trey Collins stared blankly at the vast ocean view through the glass wall of his enormous office.
With a fierce look on his face, if there’s one thing that riled him, it’s when things don’t go his way.
He turned around to face his three highly skilled, efficient detectives, who were able to retrieve a needle when dropped into the vast sea but were standing in front of him, repeating the same bullshit.
Baam!!
The three men gazed up nervously, then hastily retracted their gazes down, feeling weak in the legs at the sound of a hand slammed on the desk in front of them.
“It's been 3 weeks, 3 f*****g weeks, and you’re f*****g telling me you haven’t found her? Why
