In a city located in country M, a man sat in a chair facing the window of his office while staring at a picture in his hand. If one looks closely, they'll realize it's a picture of a very beautiful woman.
"How I wished I was able to save you " he said to the person in the picture. Only if she could hear him but perhaps it's too late or maybe not.
He heard a gentle yet distinct knock on the sturdy wooden door of his office. Without hesitation, he responded with a calm and composed "Come in," his voice carrying an air of authority. As the door creaked open, he turned his attention towards the figure that entered, his piercing gaze meeting his.There was no need for pleasantries or idle chit-chat; the unspoken understanding between them demanded a direct conversation.
The person who stood before him was none other than his trusted assistant, a loyal companion. Clad in a mask that concealed his true identity, the assistant wasted no time in getting straight to the heart of the matter. With a sense of urgency in his voice, he informed the boss, "Boss, I have received word from our informant. They have confirmed that everything has been settled.
"Furthermore,she has been buried."he stated, his gaze fixed upon his boss's eyes, searching for any flicker of emotion, yet finding none. He maintained his composure, standing silently, patiently awaiting further instructions.
"In regards to the other woman," inquired the masked boss, his attention focused elsewhere, not bothering to glance at his assistant.
"She has been released from the hospital and sent to his residence," came the prompt reply.
" Monitor them and report everything to me" his boss answered before standing up. This indicates that it was time for him to leave.
" I will instruct people to monitor them closely immediately " he assured him before leaving the room" The masked man took the picture once again looking at it closely deep in thought.
Who is this man? and who is the lady in the picture? Only the future can reveal.