Spencer immediately left Southland and rushed to Triple Threat Corporation's headquarters in Pecling.
Back in the hospital room, Adrian was on a call with the secretary in Parwin, asking how long it would take for the commander to arrive.
Just after he put down the phone, the door to the hospital room swung open again. Spencer, who had left half an hour earlier, burst in, his face etched with panic.
"Why are you back? Aren't you supposed to go to Pecling?" Adrian snapped.
"Mr. Levine, I just received the news. Our headquarters in Pecling has been sealed off. All of the top management of the company have been taken away, and now, they're unreachable," Spencer said, his forehead beaded with sweat.
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