2. Vorteld lifted his head, awakeninbg from a light doze. He was sitting at his desk down at the Kramux Mall, having to do some administrative duties in the business network that was Corboss Inc. Some matters just were'nt suitable for day-to-day managers. The sound that had awakened him were a loud commotion outside his door. the voices were unfamilliar, sounded like teens it did. What could kids be doing up at the administrative floor of the mall? Well, if criminal life had learned Vorteld anything, it was that children were either snooping or meddling.
He pressed a butten at the side of his desk, talking quietly over intercom to his guards. "Guards, get those youngsters outside my office in here. I'm far too old to usher them in myself"
He pressed a butten at the side of his desk, talking quietly over intercom to his guards. "Guards, get those youngsters outside my office in here. I'm far too old to usher them in myself"