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"How about we give them a call?" Finley suggested.

"Alright" Herman agreed reluctantly."But we only know the company's help number"

"Oh, that's true. We can send an email"

"Yeah, that's fine by me" Herman replied."I'm gonna give them a piece of my mind" He murmured.

"Well,this is only gonna escalate the situation" Finley thought, watching Herman type furiously on the computer."When he gets like this, there's no stopping him. I have to check the mail before he sends it."

Twenty furious minutes later,Herman was about to hit send before Finley stopped him.

"Sir,how about you let me proofread it before you hit that send button?"

"Well,I don't see why not" Herman said as he rose from the chair."Feel free to add more insults" He grinned."A lot more if you don't mind"

"Insults?" Finley gulped.

"Yeah,you don't expect me to talk to them politely after what they just pulled,do you?"

"Of course not" Finley said hastily. He had to play this safe as Herman wasn't in a proper state of mind."I'll be sure to add a lot more,sir. Why don't you just sit there while I check it" He said,pointing to a small sofa at the other end of the room.

"Okay" Herman said softly as he walked to the sofa.

The moment his body hit the soft cushion,he dozed off right away.

"You're working too hard,sir" Finley muttered as he quickly deleted the insults and rearranged the email properly."That should do it" He sighed before hitting send.

A couple of days went by before Herman got a response.

"You're fucking kidding me" He roared."Get the other dawns. They need to see this too"

"Sir,some of them are busy and said that they don't want to be disturbed under any circumstances" Finley said.

"Do I look like I give a fuck?" Herman said seriously."Get them now"

"Yes sir" Finley said, leaving the room."Sheesh,this is worse than last time" He thought.

"Fucking idiots"Herman thought as he read the email one more time. He skipped the first paragraph and went to the second where he started reading aloud."Unfortunately,we can't go lower than 10%. You might think this is too much,but for us,it's barely manageable. Please do well to reconsider before replying to this email" He sighed loudly after reading it."They're just insulting us at this point"

Finley was also facing his own share of problems. He didn't want to incur any of the dawn's wrath.

"Shit,what should I do"He mumbled,staring at his laptop.Aevulis and Threos specifically told him not to disturb them anymore.

"Sir?" His secretary knocked.

"Yeah?"

"The CEO wants to know if you've gotten the dawns yet"

"Uhm,tell him I'll be there in five minutes" Finley hastily said. He quickly grabbed the laptop and called the one person who'd be in a good mood:fifth.

"Why hello there,Finley" Fifth greeted cheerfully."What can I do for you?"

"Uhm,hello fifth,the master wants to meet with all of you"

"Oh,I hope it's nothing serious" She said concernedly.

"Not at all,he just wants to get your views on an issue" Finley said."Do you mind telling the others about the meeting?"

"Nonsense,I would be happy to" She replied.

"Great thanks"Finley said,ending the call. "Phew,killing two birds with one stone. Not bad,Finley" He thought, smiling to himself as he left the room.

The operation day was drawing nearer,and Mirai,Droyle,and Eleanor were only getting more nervous.

Lately,they had been having numerous simulations. They factored everything into their simulation, even things that weren't possible. They all made sure they were ready for anything.

"It's tomorrow,isn't it?" Sryia asked pointedly.

"Yeah" Droyle sighed defeatedly."Looks like they're preparing for a big move,so tomorrow's the only day we've got"

"Damn" Mirai groaned."It's so close. Are we even ready?"

"Yeah,we are. We've trained our asses off for this" Eleanor replied fiercely."I just wanna do this and get it over with"

"I feel you" Droyle chuckled."You guys have it tougher than me. I just have to mount the cameras and microphones while y'all cover me."

"Yeah,but none of us know how to do that stuff. You're our only gal" Mirai said,patting droyle's shoulder.

Syria's plan originally was to continue training them,but scanning their faces,she decided against it.

"Let them have today" She thought."Day's over" She said aloud with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Mirai asked.

"Go home,have a hot soak,then go to bed early. Tomorrow's a big day for you three" Sryia said before leaving the room.

"You heard the lady" Eleanor grinned as she rushed outside. She quickly packed her bags then headed to her house."I might die tomorrow. I should ,at least, spend today the way I want" She thought.

"Finley" Herman called.

"Sir?"

"You remember Cesar?"

"Who?"

"The guy who almost died in rheurym" Herman replied.

"Oh,yes,I remember him now"

"He wants to have a chat,reach him and schedule a meeting"

"Right away,sir" Finley said before leaving the room.

"Hey,new girl,take out the trash" A harsh feminine voice barked.

"But that's not my job"Rita retorted.

"I don't care. You're new,so.your job's everyone job"

"Ugh" Rita groaned as she heaved the heavy garbage can outside."Fucking lady,I feel like killing her sometimes" She muttered.

"Rita?" A voice called out.

"Yeah,who's asking?" Rita replied.

"It's Cesar. Wow,you are the same in person" He chuckled.

"Fuck me" Rita groaned."Can this day get any worse?"

"I didn't know you stay around here" Cesar said.

"Well,you know now" She seethed. This was the last thing she thought would happen to her.

"Uhm,you've been avoiding my messages and calls, anything wrong?"

"Uhm,no. Just been busy"

"Taking out the trash?" He snorted.

"Well,it's not my specified job but."

"Come on,just give me ten minutes" He said."I wanna talk to you please"

"Fine" She sighed deeply.