Maverick Black, the leader of the organization, glanced at you briefly, his stern gaze piercing through your very being. The intensity of his presence made it clear that he had noticed your tardiness.

Finally, as the meeting adjourned and everyone began to disperse, you felt a shiver crawl down your spine as Maverick's voice rang out, cutting through the dissipating murmurs. "Meet me in my office," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.