Crossed Paths (1)

The sun had already risen to its peak in the sky and was now beginning to set.

But Christian, alone in his room and absorbed by the small screen in front of him, paid it no attention. He was still engrossed in hacking, tracking, and searching for the culprit who had sent the assassin, especially knowing that he should have some results soon enough.

Did he take this long because the person involved was an assassin, making it naturally hard to track him? Or was it because the target this time was particularly elusive? Or was it simply because he wasn't used to these kinds of operations?

Christian didn't know, but he was still frustrated, never imagining that he would spend so much time sitting in the same position since morning.