Divya's POV
Siting by the desk of Dev in the same office again feels stuffy, I am not sure when I will get used to his stares but since morning I have continuously kept my mental self in a state of an unbalanced sea, or more like a massive hurricane.
Things said by Vishala, the document I read online and these mysterious files of transactions that keeps popping on my screen are making me have second thoughts about Wings being a good company! I swiftly press the keys of the keyboard completing the last ever document and command print to get it ready for the next meet.
Though I have doubts about the company and its loyalty towards the state, I still am not sure if illegal stuff has its record bank, then again, its completely possible that the records are not to disclose but to mask them
