My curiosity piqued, I pressed further. "What about inspections and cops? What if they decide to inspect the warehouse?"
A nonchalant shrug accompanied Adem's response, his fingers absently tracing the contours of his white beard. "I pay them off as well. And if a police officer tries to be a hero, well..." His voice trailed off ominously, leaving the implicit threat hanging in the air.
There were a few moments in the past i realized I'm dealing with psychopaths, but this one stuck with me quite a lot, "Right... This isn't a game," I whispered inwardly. "I've been so focused on my numbers, treating it like a game, but real human lives are on the line with every decision I make. Am I, too, becoming like these monsters?" The question lingered in the silent recesses of my mind.
"Adem," I chuckled with a hint of disdain lacing my tone, Your methods are as basic as ever."
