C44 I Was Looking for Your Boss

The dawn of a new day had barely broken, and Daisy wouldn't be off work until at least five or six in the evening.

This window of time was ample for Emmanuel to pursue his own agenda. Mounting his electric scooter, he meandered to a pharmaceutical factory on the brink of shutting its doors for good. Above the entrance hung a sign: "Great Harvest Pharma."

Approaching the entrance