"Are you sure?"
"One hundred percent, sir. I'm only informing you now after confirming it from all ends," Lei Chen, my chief of security replies in a grim voice.
Damn it. This is bad. The driver who transported the boxes containing the dismantled parts of my car is dead. Not just dead—murdered. But that's not even the worst part. It turns out he had been bribed.
Lei Chen, who has always been thorough about keeping tabs on everyone I work with, no matter how minor, found the whole situation suspicious. The driver had resigned the very next day after completing the job. It didn't add up. A routine background check just to rule out foul play turned up something even stranger: the man had been splurging an enormous amount of money at a casino, the kind of money someone in his position shouldn't have.