City H. Wednesday.
A BMW S1000 can be seen sped on the gravel road before it stopped in front of an abandoned factory that situated on a fifty acres land with some big and small warehouses in it's proximity. Two men jumped from the bike before they sprinting into the building while taking off their helmets, clearly anxious or excited about something.
"Colonel..Colonel.. Hey, where's Colonel?" One of them shouted from the main entrance as he glancing around the area, searching for a person.
"He's at the back. But if you didn't have any important things to say, we advised you both to hold yourself for a while as our Colonel is not in a great mood."
"Why? Did something happened?" The rider asked as he removed his black leather gloves.