THE JONES BOYS

"Hey, Greg, check this out with me will you" said one of the security personnel in the security room which was inside the fourth floor.

"What is it Matt?" replied a rather preoccupied Greg with a tone hinting at being annoyed by what was asked of him to do. 

Officers Gregory and Mathew Jones, who were both sitting in front of the monitors with each having been doing their own thing for a while now, except that that was about to become interrupted by Mathew. Greg had his feet kicked high and crossed, resting on the dashboard underneath and connected to the monitors while his face and mind were both emersed in his video game screen (Messengers of the High Realms: Apocalypse) while Mathew watched the camera feed nonchalantly seconds earlier.

"What is it Matt? You know that I'm in a heated battle right now. I'm about to beat the other team for the first time ever and it only took me like, you know, a month to get to this level. This boss of theirs with codename; 30R15 is so good that it's freaking annoying" Greg frowned with a vein attempting to pop on his head.

The game Messengers Of The High Realms: Apocalypse was a mobile and console online video game where two teams played and fought against each other for the fate of the world. The player who becomes the boss and in essence the God Of The High Realms during the beta version sends his messengers to another realm to get something from it which happens to end the world but unfortunately just like with every video game there's the hero of the game who teams up with other players to save the world.

The first five thousand players who started the game during the beta test version were the only ones allowed to attain the title of God Of The High Realms and each game play needed a GOTHR before their game could kick off. The rules of the game was very uncommon amongst other popular games and while leveling up you can eventually get to the stat where you eventually become the hero with your own server and world to defend and there isn't any Beta test restriction to gaining that level.

"Leave your stupid game for a minute and come check this out" Mathew waved his hand in front of Greg just above his video game console and forehead.

"Not possible my friend slash brother... I'm, almost, there--  If I can just win this guy then I end up becoming the-- hero—NO!"

[GAME OVER... BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME WANNA BE HERO] said the programed voice from the game

"What is it? Mathew asked rhetorically while he rolled his eyes.

"I just lost and it's all your fault, distracting me with all your nonsense. Why can't you let a fellow play his game in peace—" Greg fell his arms to the side of the chair armrests as they swung back and forth with the game in the right hand as the sound track played at a reduced volume.

"Ahh!" Greg exhaled then continued "What is it anyway? What did you want to show me so badly that you couldn't wait simple five minutes for?" He leaned forward and bent his head closer to Mathew's as they both look at the monitor.

"It's important I swear. Now look at that!" Mathew stretched his finger to one of the many segments of the feeds being displayed on the monitor.

"Okay? And what am I supposed to be looking at here exactly?" said Gregg rounding his mouth and poking his lower lip with his tongue while he squinted.

"Loo— Gosh you're hopeless. It's Mrs Benjamin" said Mathew abrasively.

"First of all you mean Miss Benjamin. Just trying to make you grammatically correct and soo?" Greg retorted. 

Gregg changed from a confused and lackluster expression to a confident one and annoyed one "Okay, now I get it" he said, retracting his body back into his chair which did a bouncing motion because of the spring connecting the body of the chair to its leg.

"Finally you do, thank you! So you can see the issue I'm talking about don't you" said Mathew with a satisfied look

"Dude, is this seriously why you distracted me from my game? Because of your little crush?"Greg pointed at the monitor and frowned

"What!" Mathew exclaimed "What are you talking about?"

"Dude, I already told you. She's a single mother whose husband just died therefore it is never going to work. Not for a while at least, because you know it's very hard to compete with a ghost, so stop killing yourself over this woman and get a life man. Nothing good is ever going to come from you obsessing over her you simp ass little bitch"

*RUB*

Out of annoyance Mathew rubbed his left index finger and thumb against the corners of his pressed shut eyes.

"My goodness, just shut up for a moment Greg and look at what I'm showing you" Mathew pointed at the screen vigorously.

"And what is that exactly?" Greg replied sceptically

"Thank you, so like I was saying, Mrs sorry Miss Benjamin and her daughter are leaving the building right now, and look, they just got to the parking lot" Mathew pointed.

"Yes I can see that, and so? I don't see what's wrong with your analysis here. It is a Thursday after all plus isn't today a special parent and child holiday or whatever they call it?" Greg looked at the feed then back at Mathew with lackluster filled eyes.

"Yes, but look at the time, it's 2:09pm already" Mathew pointed at the clock on the wall over the monitors and also at his wrist watch for more emphasis.

"Okay? So what's your point exactly?"

"My point is that Mrs, no sorry Miss Benjamin always leaves work by 12:45pm every Thursday because of her book club meetings with her neighbors. Plus, I had already seen her leave the building exactly by 12:45pm today with her daughter so this makes no sense because I didn't see her come back in" Mathew said swallowing saliva afterwards.

"Book club meetings? Book club meetings!? Dude, knowing about her schedule is so wrong in so many ways. Did the thought ever cross your mind that she might have been busy with work? There is that meeting happening upstairs right now you know..." Gregg looked at Mathew furiously with a bit of disgust

"How does the meeting affect her? She isn't even a part of the board" Mathew mumbled to himself "Looks like this guy hasn't read the workers and workforce handbook"

"...Also, did you ever think that she wasn't going for her book club meeting today? And I just remembered the name they call it, it is father and daughter day at work today after all and she might be filling the role of the father, you know, being that her husband and father of her only daughter is dead and all" Greg said looking at Mathew who refused to consider what he was saying with an adamant look

"I don't think the name of the celebration is Father and Daughter day at work and if I remember correctly it's Bring your daughter to work day actually" Mathew mumbled, giving Greg the time he needed to finish his rant while also thinking of how dumb his brother sounds sometimes.

"Dude, this stuff is getting out of— wait a minute, what is that?" Greg leaned back in, closer to the monitor and squinted once more as he dropped his leg to the floor.

"What is what? asked Mathew who hastily looked at every display segment on the monitor.

"Is-Is that me?" Greg intensified his gaze and also raised his body a bit to get an even closer look of the screen while supporting his weight with hands against the dashboard.

"Where?!" Mathew quickly searched the entire different display segments of the feeds on the screen, turning his head from left to right and up to down but he couldn't find what Greg was talking about.

"Over there!" Greg finally pointed at himself on the monitor to his brother. "What the hell, what the... Is that not when I went to get us some hot dogs a while ago? look at that, I'm even holding the boxes in the footage"

"See! I told you that something was wrong. Call the chief and tell him that something's up with the cameras" Mathew instructed.

"Sure thing!"

*SHHH*

 The sound of the communicators being turned on and through it the message was passed along. "Hey chief, we have a situation with the camera feeds. Can you please come help us check it out?"

"Look at that, something good did actually come out from me obsessing over Mrs Benjamin no Miss Benjamin, fuck! Whatever, not that I was obsessing anyway" Mathew spoke smugly but Greg was too occupied with the bizzarness of seeing himself live on the feed to listen to what he was saying.

"The chief will be here any minute—"

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

 Suddenly, the alarm on the dashboard started to flare up followed by flashing red lights on the bulb next to it

"What the!? What is this alarm for?" asked a panicking and confused Mathew

"I don't know, the cameras aren't working properly so I can't tell but quickly, let's check the workers and workforce handbook. Maybe there'll be an answer to it. We should even check if there's answers that could pertain the cameras as well" said Greg who hadn't read the handbook so he didn't know what exactly was in the handbook or if it was going to be helpful.