Andrian paced the room, his frustration mounting with every unanswered call. “Why the hell isn’t Richard picking up?” he growled, gripping his phone tightly. Something about the silence didn’t sit right with him.

Without wasting another moment, he dialed Noah, who had just wrapped up the press conference. “Noah, I need access to the company’s surveillance footage right now,” he demanded.

“Surveillance footage?” Noah asked, confused. “Why? Did something happen?”

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