I check the blind spots at both ends of the vehicle before parking swiftly with ease. My manager who has now seen my parking for the thousandth time still remains impressed. After all, my parking skills can be attributed to either my high IQ or my brilliant parking skills, Ken thought highly to himself.

The car reverses in an elegant way and neatly places itself in between two cars which are narrowly parked. As I open the door, I have trouble getting out of the car. Great, the drama has started before we even step into Athereal Corporation.

My manager is already waiting by the front of the car. He is a very skinny and tall person, therefore he had no trouble coming out of the car. Meanwhile I am of an average built and need some space in order to get out of the small gap.

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I tidy up the documents which are in the file and ready up my smartphone to take down notes for the investigation. My battery is at a full eighty percent healthy.

I somehow squeeze my way out of the small gap that my car door has created. With my hands full and a heavy heart, I walk in step with my manager towards the offices of Athereal Corporation.

Along the way, we pass by the bustling major road that is now jammed up because of the heavy traffic. There is a red political advertisement banner stretching across the empty lot. We are in the middle of the desert two hours away from the city. But we knew why exactly we are here.

I push open the door to Athereal Corporation, one of our biggest clients in the business in real estate. Despite its swanky office vibes and posh architecture lies an unnerving tension in the air. There is trouble.