"Are you f*cking dumb? Do you want to be fired or what?"
If the aide was standing in front of Fabian, Fabian would have rushed forward and slapped him repeatedly just to get some sense into him.
The aide was puzzled as to why Fabian was angry as he had done as Fabian instructed.
"Get someone else to run through the report with me," Fabian yelled into the phone.
This man is an idiot. What was I thinking when I hired him?
To serve Fabian better and more efficiently, the number that Fabian called always had someone manning it twenty-four hours a day. They were ready to execute Fabian's instructions at any time.
Furthermore, they were all handpicked by Fabian himself. Unfortunately, the one on duty today was an imbecile.
"Report your findings,” Fabian barked into the phone.
Obviously, it was a different person on the line this time, who reported the findings as it was. "William is a lecherous person and would be with different women at different times. Most of his contacts do not arouse any suspicion save for one. He is one of the department managers here at headquarters and has called William a few times. Three days ago, William went to see him in the morning."
The new aide was a lot more competent and no longer reported what underwear William was wearing. Calming himself down, Fabian asked, "Who is it?"
"The manager of Phoenix Group's sales
department, Wayion Wallace.”
After a brief pause, the aide continued, "This morning, there was a call made to William. When we called back, the phone had been turned off. However, we found out that the number belonged to Wayion."
"Wayion? Alright. I understand. Is there anything else that's suspicious?"
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