"So, how is the school going?" Derek asked as he turned the steering left.
"Fine I guess?"
"You made so friends?"
"Nope."
"What about Elena? What's your relationship with her?" Derek was trying to make the conversation flow between him and Das, but Das' answers were very vague.
"I don't know. She is a friend I guess?" Das looked outside the window. 'But she is sowhat special. Like I know my ssed up my personality is, but I care about her. If I have to sum it up, then I care about her the sa way I care about my family.'
"You have exams starting next week, right?" Derek turned the steering right.
"Yeah, then we have a short vacation. Then starts the sports week."
"Oh! Sports. Are you going to participate?"
"In sports? Nope."
"Why not? It's a great chance to show your abilities."
"I don't care about all that. I think I will do so course in that anti."
"Angela might disagree with you there," Derek comnted.
"Yeah. I don't know what mom wants. Like she always has a problem with anything I do. She also hides things from ."
Derek chuckled and said, "That's how she is, you know? She doesn't an anything bad; she is just worried about you."
"I know, but she worries too much. I am not a kid."
"Well, you are not. But it's natural for her to worry about you after what happened with you in the middle school."
"..." Das had no words to say.
"At that ti, you hid everything from us. If you had told us that you were getting bullies, we might have adjusted the situation."
"I didn't say because I didn't want to worry you too."
"See? That's how Angela thinks. She was even talking about it last night."
"What did she say?"
"Well" He looked at Das from the mirror. Their eyes t. "She was just worried. You also passed out that day, rember?"
"Yeah," Das sighed. 'I wonder if this world hates ? Things never go how I want. Of course, it's not supposed to be like that. It must be the sa with everyone. But Why do I have to suffer all this? I wonder if I were a normal kid, I would have had a normal life? Maybe I could have been more honest with myself? And laugh and cry with everyone. Maybe I would have been able to understand Elena a little better?"
Das sighed again.
'Let's not waste my ti in all these thoughts. I have to do what I ca here for. I need to find those four spies' Das gaze fell on Derek's tablet lying on the passenger's seat beside Derek.
Das moved his hand towards it and picked up the tablet.
Derek glanced at Das. "I was in the middle of checking reports. Can you do it for ?" He asked.
Das nodded in reply.
"What's the password?" Das asked.
Derek tilted his head a little and looked at Das. "You should be able to unlock it."
Das raised his eyebrows. "Hmm" He unlocked it on the first try.
Das then checked the report Derek was talking about.
"You in yet?"
"Hmm. I don't see anything wrong in this report."
"What do you think of the graphs?" Derek asked.
"Well, it's not perfect. I see little fluctuation, but you will need to compare it with the other one to make the final conclusion."
"I think one company overtook us. It jumped from the twelfth place to the first"
"...." Das flinched. 'He already got the news. Well, of course, he did.' Das closed the report and opened the main database.
'I should find those spies and get rid of them before sothing happens to dad's company.'
Das started the search scans. He first scanned all the employees of the company.
7321 employees worked the day shift, and 5465 employees worked the night shift, making them 12786 employees.
'That's more than I expected' Das knew he was nothing against his dad. Even when Das was still rising as his alias 'Moris,' he made sure never to make contact with the 'Ryle' company. HE knew Derek would have figured everything out just by looking at Das' processes.
'What should I do? This would take too much ti to find those spies.' Das sighed.
"What's wrong? Tired? Shall I play so songs?"
"It's fine. We are just around the corner anyway."
Das started filtering the search. He first filtered by the amount of ti they had worked. He filtered out all except the employees that joined in the last three months.
There were still 3333 employees left. 'Still this much?' Das bit his lips and bit his lips.
He filtered the search again by the latest events and collaborations of the company.
Now remained 987 employees. "Hmm." Das then tried to do a new search.
He searched for employees with past experience and new ones. 'If what I am thinking is right. Those spies would have made their resu new; of course, forged.'
The car stopped, and Derek looked back. "I will go park the car, and you book a table for us."
Das nodded and got out of the car.
'The interviews at dad's company are pretty hard. No average person can get hired if they don't see any potential in them. How did they pass the interview?' Das walked into the cafe and sat on the table in the corner.
'If I filer again with an interview score, I am sure the results will be off. It would be a problem if I killed the wrong person. Company's na will get dirty.'
A waiter stood before the table and asked, "May I take your order?"
It was a female waiter. Das stared at her for so seconds and then glanced at the door. "Co again after three minutes.'
The waiter made a troubled face but turned around and walked to the other tables to get their orders.
Das smirked. 'I think I can tell them apart now.' Das perford one more filter search by males and females. There were 601 female employees and 386 male employees.
'Female employees can't be spies because mom hires them, and mom is the most dangerous person I have ever known. No one can lie in front of her. She can tell if the opposite person is lying or not.'
'Now left these 386 male employees. What should I do now?'
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