You were at your desk when Zayan summoned you to his office. As you entered, you found him seated on his desk, arms crossed, and fixating his piercing gaze upon you, evidently expecting your presence.

"Lock the door and come here." he commanded and you obeyed. He grabbed your waist closer to him as you felt something poked you.

"Did you think I wouldn't know. Little rat?"

Zayan sneered, pressing the cold barrel of the gun against your waist. He already knows you're a spy.