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Chapter 3
As Nagi returned home, he grabbed an apple from the kitchen before heading to his room. Crawford was at the office, so he had the whole place to himself. Good, that meant fewer distractions. Once in the confines of his room, he set his laptop on his desk and hooked it up. He was going to break down that defense system, even if it took him a week to do it. Taking a bite out of his apple, he loaded up his computer and started to type.
The defense system was strong, created by a very intelligent person, one who took every possible infiltration and opening and blocked it off. The only way to get through it would be to slowly get through each defense at the point where it is the weakest. But that would take quite a while if done correctly. After each defense is penetrated, it would leave a trail for someone to follow. So the area not only had to be weak, but also very small, else he'd be easily caught.
Nagi smirked. Finally, someone was actually giving him a challenge. This would take time, patience, and concentration. He had the last two, but time was another matter, seeing as how Shuldig and Farfarello wanted this information as soon as possible. But they would have to wait. He was going to have a bit of fun getting through this first.
A few hours later found Nagi still typing away at his computer, slowly breaking down the first defense. It had taken this long for him to just get through maybe half of it. But that didn't mean he was giving up. He had found a small area of the defense system that was weak, a common mistake with even the most brilliant person. Now the only task was using it to his advantage.
"Hey, Nagi." Nagi didn't even have to look to see it was the German man standing in his doorway. "Crawford says it's time to eat. Are you still working on that?"
"Yes, I am. This isn't any ordinary defense system, Shuldig. This type of system is something we'd use to keep people out of our database. If I want to get into it, I have to take my time and do it right else the defense system becomes stronger because the person knows where a weak point is," Nagi replied, his fingers never once pausing over the keyboard.
Shuldig frowned slightly before walking over to Nagi to look over his shoulder. "Why would someone need such a high security system around a database? Makes you wonder what they're hiding."
"We'll find out when I'm finished," Nagi said, his eyes glued to the screen and his fingers dancing over the keys.
The next few weeks Nagi spent much of his free time slowly getting through the defense system, trying to make it through to get the information he wanted while at the same time trying his best not to slip up. One mistake could cause him to alert the creator. This would take a lot more time and concentration than he thought.
Crawford sighed as he listened to his new boss talk about what his business was going to do to cheat people out of their money to make a profit. It was giving him a complete headache. His voice was annoying and even more annoying was how he kept asking Crawford what he thought. Crawford mostly just nodded his head a bit with a "sounds good" or "that's a good idea."
There was one thing that interested him a bit. With all of these business meetings, he basically knew all of the people that normally attended. This meeting, however, there was one extra person, a woman who he had yet to learn the name of. She had hazel eyes behind her reading glasses as she looked over the reports handed out to them. Her hair was a pale white color that was mostly pulled back in a high, messy bun with a single strand in the front to hang in her eyes.
She held a very business like personality. Crawford could tell from just looking at the way she sat in her chair, leaned back a bit with her legs crossed and her skirt nice and smooth. She held her pen within her hands, twirling it a bit while watching their boss brag on and on.
Even so, Crawford had no idea what she was like or who she was. He didn't know anything about her, and that bothered him. Usually he knew almost everything about the people he was dealing with, but this person he knew nothing.
"What do you say, Crawford?" Crawford pushed his thoughts aside and looked up at his boss. "What do you think of the plans for this company?"
"I think the ideas will help a lot to increase this company's profits." Perfect. Now he can be left alone for a while longer.
"Like hell they will." All eyes turned to the woman as she sat up from leaning back on her seat, tossing the pen onto the table. She then picked up the report, holding it up. "You know what I think about these plans?" She turned and tossed them into the trashcan. "Garbage. Complete and total garbage."
"I'm guessing you have another idea, Opala?" the boss asked as he looked at the white haired woman.
"Yeah. Why not make more productive products instead of cheating people out of their money," Opala replied as she sat back in her seat again. "Doing shit like this will only get this company into trouble. If you want to make money try improving the things you already have."
"Trying to find ways in which to improve our products will only cost more than what we'll make off them," Crawford replied.
"Well, it seems we have a disagreement," the boss said as he took his seat to watch this event play out. Everyone else sat back and stayed quiet, watching both of them intently. It was sort of like when someone starts a fight, everyone around them quiets down and watches, betting in their minds on which one would win.
"No, it won't. Unless the products this company sells already suck to the point where if improved they'd still suck ass. This company is going to shit because of these stupid plans that keep going into play," Opala replied, her hazel eyes locked onto his.
"According to the law of supply and demand, if the quality of the products increases, the price will increase, but if the price increases, the demand will decrease. We can't raise the prices and expect people to still buy the products," Crawford said as he watched her carefully.
Opala leaned forward on her elbows on the table, removing her glasses. "They will if you find an equilibrium, the point where you can have great products for good prices without loosing too many buyers. If we can accomplish that, then this company can make an excellent profit."
"But you also have to consider how much it would cost this company. Not just on making the products but finding out how to improve them to a point in which they would work more effectively," Crawford said. This was beginning to be a bit of an annoyance. Normally people here just agreed with the plan and left, but this Opala woman was different. Instead of following the unwritten rules, she argued about it.
"Well then, dump the products and find new ones. If they're that bad then this company shouldn't be selling them? Am I right, Mr. Crawford?" Opala said, a small smirk tugging at her lips.
Crawford glared at her. He was at a loss for words, but more importantly, he was furious. Someone had the upper hand, laid a trap that he fell right into. Usually, his ability warned him ahead of time about things like this, but not this time. He was unprepared and unaware. And that pissed him off.
"Well then." Everyone but Crawford and Opala looked towards the boss. "I think this concludes this meeting for today. I will see you all at the next meeting."
At that point, everyone quietly picked up their things and filed out of the room. Crawford headed down the hallway, still quite furious.
"Mr. Crawford." He paused at the sound of his name and turned to see Opala coming towards him in her business jacket and skirt. It didn't suite her but at the same time it did.
"I'm sorry if I seemed a bit rude or anything but this company is going to hell," Opala said as she walked up to him, putting her glasses back on.
"As if that wasn't already obvious," Crawford replied, trying his best to keep his voice cool.
"Look, it is nothing against you but I was hired to help this company and that's what I plan to do. If you get in my way, you will be walked all over. I hope that we can become co-workers and not enemies. Have a good afternoon, Mr. Crawford." With that, she walked down the hallway, never once looking back. Crawford glared after her a bit before heading home. This was not a good day
Ok, that's chapter 3. In the next chapter you'll get to meet the fourth member, Emeralda. But you gotta review!