CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: THE NEWS

A WEEK LATER F.T CORPORATIONS ~FRANK~ “Make sure you employ at least 80% of them,” I said to Madonna, one of my staff members who was in charge of recruiting new workers who passed the interview. She nodded positively. "Okay, sir,” she replied as I walked away, heading to the third floor where my office was located. “Hey, you haven't submitted the budget I asked you to prepare, " I said to Callie, passing through the main entrance that led to my office. Her office was right in front of mine. “Oh, I'm sorry, sir; I'm still working on it,” she said, and I muttered an ‘okay’ “You should meet the accountant. You both should clear the loans we took from the bank,” I ordered before walking away. The last week has been better than before, although I still had to deal with the guilt of returning to my past. Sometimes, we do things we don't intend to do out of desperation, and that was the same story in my case. Joining the gang back as a robber and criminal with no identity was all I