He mulled over it for a few minutes, the memory of his predecessor flashing in his mind.
That guy had not reported the girl entering into that man's room on the day she woke up, brushing it off as unimportant. Three days later, the General had transferred him without so much as a warning.
The thought made him stiffen in his chair. No way was he risking his position over something that might seem trivial now. He glanced at his clueless partner, who was snoring softly at the desk, oblivious to the girl's antics on the screen.
Shaking his head, he muttered under his breath, "Looks like someone's about to get transferred again."
Slap!
The sharp sound of a palm landing on the back of someone's head jolted the second man awake.
"What the—?!" he cursed, rubbing the sore spot as he glared at his partner. "What is wrong with you, man?! Why did you hit me?!"