In the surveillance room of the drug den, Robert Wilson, a young man with red hair, was watching the monitors. Suddenly, he pointed at one of the over forty screens and said to the bald man beside him, "Hey, Eric, something seemed to happen here just now."
Eric looked at the screen and said, "Is there anything wrong? I didn't see anything unusual. You must be overstrained again."
Robert scrutinized the screen but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Eric chuckled. "Robert, how many times have I told you? Nobody comes into this private territory. You probably just saw a rabbit or something."
With that, Eric leaned back in his chair and said, "Relax! This job is so boring it's making you paranoid. Damn, I'm about to suffocate in this godforsaken place, and I have no idea when we'll get to
