Another Devastating News
At Sinclair Tower.
Max was shocked when he looked at his 34-inch ultra-wide screen. It took him a few more seconds to understand what he saw.
"What the heck. Who has the nerve to do this?" Max shouted as he stood up from his seat, covering his mouth with his palm. His eyes were still fixed on his screen. "Darn it! How could this happen!?"
From the sofa in the corner, Bryan could hear Max cursing at someone. He glanced at Max's computer desk.
"Max? Something happens?" He asked while sitting, curious to see his dark expression as if someone had offended him.
"Bryan, we are in trouble!!" Max said before sitting back in his seat.
His eyes looked sharply at the monitor while his hands swung quickly at the keyboard, typing so fast.
"Bryan, prepare yourself. We're going to war soon. This mother fucker...whoever did this boss might kill him."