“Thank you for your hard work. I’ll proceed to the other departments now.” Carl patted Olafs shoulder and left.
As soon as he reached Door D, Carl noticed that the workers looked exhausted.
Seeing this, he asked, “How long have you guys been guarding this section? N
“We’ve been here for five days.”
Carl stopped and thought for a moment. Then, he took his walkie-talkie out and ordered, “The guards who have been watching the doors will be heading to the lounge to catch some rest. Group Four will take their post over.”
After he had given his orders, Carl continued to the next area for his inspection.
Meanwhile, Nicole, who was in the room, had already woken up from her nap. Checking the time, she realized that it was already evening.
She stood up and stretched contentedly. For the past few days, she had not gotten any good sleep, as she had been too busy hiding herself from that group of people who were following her. It was only after arriving in Carl’s base that she had finally managed to get a good sleep.
Then, Nicole whipped her phone out to contact Zeke, as she wanted to know where he was.
[Zeke, are you safe?]
However, even after waiting for a few minutes, she did not hear back from Zeke. Noticing this, she guessed that Zeke might still be on the run, and therefore, it was inconvenient for him to give her a reply at once.
It was at that moment that Nicole’s stomach began to rumble. She knew she had to eat something to satiate her hunger first.
She walked out of the room to find that nobody was in the corridor. Nicole then walked toward the opposite direction from where she had come, and after covering several yards, a group of people on patrol duty appeared in front of her.
Having spotted someone at last, Nicole hurried over and yelled, “Hey! Wait!”
The instant the squad heard her voice, they suddenly stopped and whirled around. Upon noticing that it was Nicole, they immediately stood at attention. As those men were from Zane’s organization, they could recognize her.
“Where is the cafeteria?” Nicole asked casually, for even if they were her subordinates, she would have to fill her own stomach first.
“It’s downstairs,” one of them replied.
“Okay. You may continue with your patrol duty.” Nicole ordered them with a stern look on her face.
“Roger that.” The team then continued patrolling the base.
Nicole followed their directions and made her way downstairs. On her way, though, she bumped into Carl.
“You’re up?” Carl asked as he noticed Nicole coming down.
“Where are you heading to?” Carl continued.
“I want to grab something to eat at the cafeteria,” Nicole replied bluntly, as there was no shame in being starved.
“All of you may head back to the lounge to catch a break.” Carl ordered the band of mercenaries behind him.
“Got it,” they said.
Then, Carl turned back to Nicole and said, “I’m hungry too. Let’s go there together.”
Carl proceeded to make his way downstairs with Nicole following closely behind him.
“Although this is a production base, the internal structures are a little complex. Here, take this.” Carl passed a walkie-talkie to Nicole.
Nicole grabbed and pocketed it.
Then, she looked at Carl and asked, “It’s just a production base. Why do things have to be so complicated?”
“I don’t know. Perhaps, it was designed as such in fear of saboteurs breaking in,” he replied.
In fact, it had taken Carl an entire day to familiarize himself with the whole place.
“I guess the man at the helm of Curley Corporation must have anticipated that this day would come when he built this place.” Nicole pondered as she walked.