DAMIAN
"Just give me a moment to see all this," I told the project engineer tersely.
The afternoon sun beat down mercilessly on me as I moved around the site, checking out the equipment. Another engineer at my side hurried to keep up as he pointed out the various equipments that had been damaged.
For the past week, I had been getting reports of damaged or malfunctioning equipment at the site of the bullet train railway. This time, the damage had been very extensive. When I checked and discovered that sugar had been poured into the gas tanks of some of the heavy duty machinery, my suspicions were proven. What had been happening at the site was sabotage.
After about forty-five minutes of inspection, I gave the project engineer a defeated stare.
"We will have to put the entire project
