PROLOG

A young man seemed to clench his fist and sighed many times under bound conditions.

He didn't remember what was happening to him, the last time he remembered that he was chased by a group of young men with large bodies wearing black clothes, however he didn't know the reason why the group of young men chased after him.

The young man spread his gaze around him.

Only an empty and spacious with humid room can be described about that place.

"Hey !!! Let me go !!!! Anyone listened to me?! " The young man shouted with a half frustrated.

Many times he rebelled trying to untie the bonds that were tied to his body and hands.

Silence.

There is no sign and answer from someone there. It's seem him like being alone in that place.

'What's going on here? Do I really have an enemy? What did I do wrong ? and who the mastermind of this happened ?'

That thing kept turning into a question in the young man's brain.

'Am I deliberately left here?' Murmured the young man in his mind.

Before this happened, the young man's life was running well, even too good

The young man is an ordinary employee but has a pretty good position in his office, even some bosses sometimes give full trust to him.

This young man never broke the rules.

He always did things according to the rules.

But why did he end up there?

That was also the big question for that young man ...

... Kevin Carver.

A Young man with mixed blood of Australia and Indonesia who ended up working in London, after completing his education at Oxford.

During in his life, he never suspect that he will have a bitter experience in his circle of life.

"Yakkk! Let me go !" Kevin shouted loudly.

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