Chapter 3
It was nineteen minutes past eight o’clock in the morning, and Blake had a bit of time left before he had to get busy inside his office with several documents that had piled up on his desk since the previous afternoon. He had stayed late in the office to clear up as many of them as possible, but he had given up when the clock on his smartphone showed that it was already nine in the evening. He had been too exhausted, and his vision had started to blur. He was feeling somewhat more refreshed now, but he still needed some coffee to perk him up. He had brought his own coffee from home, along with some store-bought pies at this wonderful bakery near to the office called “The Torpedough.” The owner, Anthony Lim, apparently knew of Justin and a few of his friends. Anthony had apparent
