JAREDI noticed something was wrong the moment I stepped feet into Johnson Investment company headquarters in New York.

Staff were all present at work but there was this tension and fear clouding all of their gloomy faces.

As soon as they saw me, they began to move away, avoid looking me in the eye.

This was not right. My brows furrowed as I made my way to the receptionist desk. She gulped. "S-sir, do you need anything?"

"Why are you acting like this? What is wrong?" I'd never seen any of my ...