Weaving in and out of lanes on the highway. I cut off numerous cars and nearly crashed into others. My reckless driving left a symphony of car horns behind me. But it didn’t matter she would be awake soon; I have to finish this before she notices where I am.
Looking over at my GPS, my destination was 10 minutes away, and my exit was coming up. I have less than my exit on the far right is 1000 feet away and I’m in the far-left lane of a six-lane highway. I can’t miss this exit. Who knows where the GPS will reroute me. If I die, I die.
Turning my wheel towards the exit, I swerved to the opposite side of the highway, cutting off every car in between me and to get to my exit. I didn’t even have time to slow down. I took the exit ramp at full speed and shooting straight into the connecting road. Luckily, I was in a more rural area and there were fewer cars on the road. Looking down at my GPS, my destination is the next right.
Pulling onto the dirt road, I saw the gate for the company Ghostchatter. Yes, the company with the app that you can send disappearing messages to people you know. I’m stuck in a streak with my Ex. Our streak is 5,479 and I can’t do this anymore.
I drove through the gate; I didn’t have enough time to deeply research the company since I am under her watchful eye. I only know they spend a lot of money on security personnel. To a second to look over at my pistol in my passenger seat. I don’t want to use this, but I may need to if they don’t cooperate.
You’re probably confused and thinking, “Why doesn’t he just stop sending chats?”
I’ve tried. She keeps paying to restore our streak.
“Okay then, why don’t you just have a conversation with her?”
I’ve known her since we were 11. When she doesn’t get her way, she becomes a terrorist. Remember the motto “We do not negotiate with terrorist.”
“But if you hate this girl, why not just cut her off?”
If it were only that simple, dear reader. You need to understand destroying the servers is my only solution to get away from her.
Parking my car in the lot out front, there were a few cars scattered across the lot. Good, there’s not too many people here. This should be easy.
Stepping out of my car I straightened my tie, put on my pistol holder, then put my suit jacket over top. I started walking towards the large, towering rectangular building. This was almost too easy, the sliding doors opened to the lobby and there was a receptionist sitting at the front desk.
He typed on his computer then looked up at me. “Hello Sir, can I please have your name?” He said smiling.
“It’s Karlo, nice to meet you,” I said.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Karlo. Who is your appointment with today.” The receptionist said.
“I have an interview with the data warehousing and server manager.” I said, now standing in front of the desk. Now that I was closer to the desk, he was in arm's reach.
“Hmmm that’s strange. We only conduct interviews online. Let me call him. Maybe there is a miscommunication.” The receptionist said, picking up the phone.
I looked at my watch. Fuck, I’m wasting time. “There is no need to call him. Just show me to the server room.” I said, opening my suit jacket, flashing my pistol at him.
The receptionist's eye grew wide. He slowly lowered the phone, putting it back on the reciever. “Sir, let’s stay relaxed. You don’t want to do anything you’re going to regret.”
“I don’t want this to get ugly. I just need to get to the server room.” I said, putting my coat jacket back down.
“Of course, I can take you there…” He said, but I noticed that his hand was already under the desk. Fuck he hit the silent alarm.
“Ugh, come on man, I didn’t want this to get out of control.” I said. Before he could say anything else, I reached over and grabbed him by the tie and slammed his head on the counter. He fell back with a bloody spot on his forehead and was completely knocked out in his chair.
Going around the desk, I started to search for him to find a key card. The card was hidden in the left part of his jacket. Looking around, I found the door it opened. Before I left the desk, I noticed there was a map of the facility.
The server room was located on the 3rd level basement underground. However, the stairs only go one level at a time, with the next stairwell on the opposite side. Why are architects difficult weirdos?
Looking at the map closer, there was an elevator after I go through the employee only doors. I can take it all the way down. Maybe they’re not so bad after all. I folded up the map and put it in one of my suit jacket pocket.
I walked over to the employee only door, swiped my card. The light on the door turned green, followed by a click. Pushing the door open, it led into an open hallway. At the end of the hallway, there was a connecting hallway that went in either direction. Taking out my pistol, I walked towards the end of the hallway.
Reaching the end of the hallway, I leaned against one wall and peaked to see down the hallway in front of me. There was a dead end that led to another hallway. Then I looked behind me and there was the elevator I saw on the map. To the right of the elevator, there appeared to be another hallway.
I ran to the elevator and pressed the button for down. It lit up and the number at the top started to move down from 10. I felt a buzz from my phone. Pulling it out I looked at the notification and it was a ghost chat from Luana. Fuck, she’s awake, I must respond before she….
The lights in the hallway turned red all at once. The light on the elevator button turned off and the number at top stopped 5. “The target is at the elevator; he is on level one in the 1st corridor. He’s knocked out the receptionist and is armed. Use force or terminate if necessary.” Said a voice over the intercom.
Behind me I could hear the clamoring of boots on the ground. Shit it’s never easy is it. With nowhere else to go I ran down the hallway in front of me.