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Oscar f****d up. He knew he did, and getting a summons in the middle of the night confirmed it. He left Vera a note that something came up and he had to go out, then left his house and hoped he’d get the chance to return.
The warehouse was busy in the middle of the night. Oscar had never seen so many people there. There were trucks outside and people walking around with clipboard and barking orders at people driving forklifts. Oscar thought the whole thing was just for show, but witnessing the activity proved there was a lot more going on than he knew about within the Company.
He stepped in front of the two men guarding Damon’s door and met their gazes. Neither of them ever looked particularly friendly, but their matching steely gazes sent a chill up Oscar’s spine that settled in his
