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Dusk.
The sunset glow chased the horizon, adorning the sky, bathing the entire Miller Group under a veil of orange.
Time always flies. It was nearly the end of the working day and most people started to wind down. This was usually a chaotic time as everyone would rush to finish off their work in preparation to head home. Meanwhile, Yves King and Monkey sat leisurely in the duty room, watching the comings and goings of people while occasionally smoking a cigarette, checking the surveillance, and answering calls.
Just as they sat there twiddling their thumbs, the slightly ajar door of the duty room was gently pushed open.
The two men who were smoking and chatting looked towards the door and were both stunned.
