I reached office withtin a few minutes as it was still early in the morning. I saw miss Ava in her usual demure, with her bobs perfeclty curved. And Mr. James Evans in his pajamas? “Why are you in your night suit Mr. James?” I asked him, putting my new Chanel bag on Miss Ava’s table. “That’s not important now ma’am. What’s more impostant is, Alpha is stolen.” Said Mr. James in his nervous voice. The man was loquacious, but this was the first time I hated him talking too little. “What do you mean Alpha is stolen?” I asked him, trying to process the information told to me. Alpha was our new project. I was thinking of expanding Alonso F&B to alonso group. I wanted to enter other fields of business now. It was a complete plan. We developed a software named Alpha which was very impostant as

