Got Kidnapped
Del'd be lying if he didn't think that it was boring to work as security. Maybe there would be something interesting such as someone suddenly punching him in the face, and he got into a fight, but something like that didn't happen. Instead, he was just there for an intimidating purpose.
The service was over, finally. The bottom of the pot was clean. It felt as if they had just fed the entire slump. The truth was too far from the expectation, though they might only provide two hundred or less from two thousand people or so. The supervising doctor briefed them first.
The doctor asked Del, "Del Moore, is that your name?"
"Yes, sir. That's my name."
"So you're that kid. Cassandra and Hubert told me a lot about you in the last meeting. I'm impressed about what you've done in the front line. You're pretty selfless, aren't you?" The doctor, whose name was still unknown, said.
"Excuse me, doc, but who are you, if I may ask?" Del asked.