Thorium The infiltration

The cold breeze of winter is not one to joke within the streets of

Derinham. Cars speeding, people rushing as the roadway becomes crowded

due to the incoming storm.

"Hey!" a woman yells over at a man trying to cross the road, deciding not

to wait for the traffic.

There I stand watching it all, the impatient civilians that can't wait

for the traffic to be green before crossing, makes me shake my head.

What a world we live in nowadays.

I stand patiently as cars speeding, not wanting to be stopped by another

traffic as I eye the FOX building. I just need to cross the road and I

would be there.

Finally, the green light for pedestrians comes on as all cars comes to a

halt, and we are free to go.

7:58.

I have two minutes more before I am officially fired if I don't get to my

office before then.

FOX enterprise, the most professional company in the whole city, they

neither tolerate late coming, Misbehaviours, laziness or any other

unprofessional activity, which eventually leads to your resignation

letter.

I never knew how to run, call me lazy, but that's just the way i am.

So, walking fast has naturally become a habit.

8:00.

Oh crap!

You dare not mess with the infamous William FOX, and late coming has just

been strictly adhered to every employee at FOX enterprise, but here I am,

coming late at a day like this.

FOX enterprise holds an annual donation to the less and privileged and

that, usually is a very tasky duty, draining everyone of their energy, as

each person has a task to do. And viewing the number of less privileged

nowadays, it's no joke.

And did I mention it's for the whole world.

Yes, he donates to every country, now you see how stressful it gonna be,

when those reporters are filling the whole company to get a view.

Oh and he is stinkly rich.

No 1 on RAW(Riches around the world) magazine.

The security guards see me as they open the door and I thank God, the

halls weren't so full, which means Mr Fox isn't here yet.

Whew I'm not fired!!!

FOX enterprise is magnificent, huge, spacious, and secured. The security

is hectic and powerful.

And nowadays that technology is way advanced, it is pay for the best.

I impatiently wait for my clarification before I can proceed to my

office. Tapping my fingers lightly on the desk as they scan my ID and

other form of verification.

For technology this high, the verification system is not an easy

process , but as I said it is secured as hell.

Suddenly everyone starts to get up, scattering about, doing his or her

job. And that's when I realize,

Mr Fox has arrived.

Oh shit.

Should I run?

Why the hell would I run?

Because he's here, duh?

Idiot, if you run, then you end up looking like a thief and they start

chasing you with all those drones, till they catch you and knowing how

clumsy and lazy you are, you definitely would not go far. But unless you

want to be publicly known, then okay.

Run.

I should just give my resignation letter.

"Good day Mr Fox," The securities greet him. My body trembling, he is

right behind me, is he looking at me? Did he go somewhere else?

I want to know as I didn't hear a single thing, but I know option A is