The ticking of the clock was the only sound you could hear in the quiet and dark office; only Harry's open computer was the one giving a little light to the surroundings.
Harry was biting his thumb's nail while watching something on his computer— he was too focused that he didn't even notice it was already 4 o'clock in the morning.
One of his colleagues arrived early and passed through his door but, he halted and walked backward as he realized what he saw in his peripheral vision then, he peeked at the blurred, rectangular glass window of Harry's office door.
He knocked three times then and twisted the knob after. "Whoa. You started it right away?"
Harry paused the video and looked behind him. "Oh. Yeah."
"You just received it, no?"
Harry glanced at his computer and nodded as a response. His colleague chuckled.
"I don't know why you're so fixated on that case but, good luck bro. I'm praying for your hair."
