Decoys (5)

Standing before the Keyholder's desk, Atlas closed his eyes for a moment. The edge of Atlas' mouth quivered a little.

"Sir. I won't let you down." Atlas said with a hoarse voice.

After taking a deep breath, Atlas grabbed onto the envelope. Without further hesitation, Atlas left this room.

Walking out, there was an electronic tablet on the receptionist counter now.

"A gift for you, from the Keyholder." The mid-aged lady looked down with half-closed eyes.

Atlas picked up the tablet. Leaving a nod, Atlas walked towards the door. Passing by the receptionist, Atlas took a glance at this receptionist. Kill-intent flashed by in his eyes.

This receptionist knew too much. Atlas did not intend to keep her in this position either. Realizing something, Atlas' kill-intent disappeared.

"Know your place."

"Yes Mr. Keyholder." The receptionist replied with a sullen voice. "I will be your witness."

"Good." Atlas nodded.