Nitip Lamaran Ke Satpam Novels & Stories

However, the look on his face and the tone of his voice still scared the organizer, so much so that his face suddenly turned pale. "Yes, Mr. Luther. I am the person-in-charge of today's event. Is there something wrong, Mr. Luther?" "I need you to help me retrieve the surveillance video for the underground parking lot." The person-in-charge was momentarily taken aback when he heard this. After ensuring he had not misheard Liam's request, he spoke again with a smile. "Is there a good reason for this, Mr. Luther? Logically speaking, you are not entitled to see our security camera footage..."

I said and smirked. AUTHOR's POV Mr. Lee, Adam and Jade entered the company with a face cap on and the cleaning agent outfit while ALEX stayed in the van as planned to hack into the surveillance cameras of the places they will walk into. As they were walking, Mr. Lee bumped into a security. "What the...Are you fucking blind?" He complained. "I'm so sorry sir" Mr. Lee apologized. When they were about to move forward, the security stopped them "Wait!" "ID card please" he asked and they showed him the one they created that shows they are employees of the cleaning company.

One of the men accompanying the lady gave Camden her identification card. "Ahmya Yamato, yes, a VVIP, you're quite early madam," Camden said and smiled as she gave the record book to Ahmya Yamato so that she can sign, just for attendance. Actually it's also a front to get her fingerprints, but since she's wearing gloves, well, that's faulty. "I just want to settle in before the big crowds start coming in," she said and signed the record and faced Knoxx who handed her a board with the number 001 on it.

Luke winked before he sprinted to the driver's seat and drove away. I was shocked to my core as I remained in my post for a second longer, still trying to process what the fuck just happened. "Ladies and gentlemen, please watch out for a missing prisoner number 728. He was last seen being escorted by one of our security guards. Please make sure that you report to the head of security if anyone spots anything. Thank you. Oh, and one last thing, can we have kids under 18 out of the mall? We want our kids to be safe. Thank you."

“You will be working with Ferdinand today. I don’t want to see you!” “What?” Betty’s eyes went wide as she stared at Damien in disbelief. “Asshole! I’m going to report you to Mom.” She reached for her phone in her pocket. ....... Getting to his office, Damien settled behind his desk and got to work. He was glad when he turned on his system and came face to face with the CCTV footage. In six minutes, Damien figured out She wasn’t a staff because there was no ID on her, and that she had an appointment on the fourth floor. The database was sent in time and Damien took his time trying to through over 50 people’s profiles. It didn’t take too long before he recognised her file which had her passpo

Lucille stood quietly, gripping the printed copy of her invitation email. When she reached the entrance, a large security guard stopped her. “Name?” he asked. “Lucille Clinton,” she replied, handing him the paper. He scanned it, then nodded. “Interview, right?” “Yes.” “Pack name?” Lucille blinked. “Sorry?” “Your pack affiliation,” the man said, more firmly this time. “All applicants must provide their pack identity before entering.” Lucille hesitated. “Downtown pack.” The guard frowned. “That's omegas park.”

Their faces were stern looking now, all traces of friendliness gone. “What’s going on?” I asked the guards. “The problem sir,” said the third guard, “is that if you actually had an appointment, you would have checked in with us first before we let you through. Everyone that has an appointment checks in with us first. But guess what? The two of you just waltz in through the gate with nothing but a nod to us. Does that seem suspicious to you?” I bit back my exasperation. Of course, Damien had thorough guards that weren’t going to make this easy for us.

I would see Natasha, threaten to expose her secret to the world, and she would pay me to keep it from the world. I wondered why I haven’t thought of something like that before. Before I could enter the main gate, I had to pass the security check. “Who are you here to see?” the security guard asked. “I’m sure it is a worker. Just tell me their name and I'll have them come see you.” “But I have to enter the main building…” I muttered. “You can’t enter unless you are invited by the Stamford family. Just tell me whom you’ve come to see,” the security guard requested.

’ Since they had decided to head back, Dana looked apologetically at Therese “Something has come up… we really have to go.” “Oh…this is my last chance to spend time with you” Therese sobbed pitifully. “Not really, we will come over to send you off” Dana pacified gently before heading out with Lara. At the exit, the bouncers stopped Dana and Lara. “Miss, do you have your ID’s on you? We will have to register as we have been notified by management that all entries have to be logged in. Since you entered before the notification came, we have to log it before you leave.” One of the bouncers explained with an unnatural expression. Neither Dana nor Lara thought much of it and handed their ID cards

"Maybe it's one of the babysitters for a student here who is storing items in their employer's locker." Bhuvi smiled thinly. "Employer's locker? I don't have a babysitter like that. That's my son's locker." Berlin and the security guard fell silent; they couldn't come up with any more excuses. "I apologize, sir. We were negligent in screening people passing by, but we will find out what he's doing in your son's locker." "May we request a copy of the CCTV footage?" Glara asked, trying to remain calm. "I'm sorry, ma'am."