What happened?

We quietly ate breakfast and didn't speak afterwards. Following that, I went to my computer room. I swore to myself I would make the people who hurt him suffer retribution and that was what I was going to do.

I called my crew and asked for the surveillance for the whole day yesterday. Not long after massage notifications started to pop in. I simply connected my app 'YOU' to the system and it would do the rest. I set the target to Caleb. That process would take a minimum of one hour, so I started working on the macro-shut-down-system 'MSDS'.

This was a system majoring in the destruction of big organizations. It really didn't matter which it was. Either small or big or maybe complex and secretive organizations. It would automatically take care of the risks involved within the chosen company or organization. It would start from the bottom by messing with all the information. It would then head towards the branch management by making their products public. This included the good and the bad. It would be up to luck that the company would not be arrested for what they did. With that, the losses would be unattainable.

That was not all. WSDS could dig up the crimes of each and every one of the big figures in the company. Then the owner of the entire thing would be left to deal with the aftermath. Having lost everything that owns including the trust of the public and finally isolating them from the social hierarchy. That was it.

This is when I would have to get involved directly. I will take care of the one who hurt Caleb myself. They would be lucky to commit suicide before meeting me.

I was finally done starting up my MSDS. Looking at the feeds gotten from the picture analysis. I could tell when Caleb left my place, he headed to his uncle's home. He was kind of in a rush and there was a hint of panic in his face. He was not even welcomed as what I would assume was the norm for big families.

He walked in, nevertheless. I saw an old man stop him at the entrance and even hit him in order to stop him from going in. The older one could assume to be the butler. A servant dared touch him.

I calmed myself down to get the bottom of what really happened. He stood outside until another elder came to view. He held an air of supremacy. I could assume he was the uncle, the owner of the mansion. He talked to Caleb for a long time before I saw Caleb rushing in.

He soon came out though. This time he had tears flowing down his face. He looked like he was shouting something to the gramps. The latter seemed to be amused by the situation. After Caleb ran out of things to say. All while being given a deaf ear, he was forcefully taken out. The sight made my blood boil, but I was sure that was not all. I wouldn't paint all black and white when I knew they were all different shades of gray.

From there he sat out the gates in a crouched position. He had his head in his knees. A servant came and probably said something to him. He looked broken by that. I wondered what it was. He got up and somehow got to my place.

It was raining so it explains why I couldn't trace any tears on his face.