CHAPTER 33 - Discomfort 

"How many years does Arthur Reeves have left in prison?" Morris glanced at his bodyguard, Raymond. He shifted his gaze back to the screen of the laptop on the table and scrolled through a file.

"Less than five years, sir," Raymond replied. "Precisely, about four years and six months"

"I see…" Morris scratched his head and laid back on his chair. Turning to Raymond, he asked "How far with the assignment I gave you?"

Raymond bowed his head "The coding team is currently working on the encrypted file. According to them, it will take some time to detect if anyone has gained access to the file. By the end of this week, you will have an answer, sir."

Morris huffed and whispered "I'm getting impatient, the weekend seems too far." He had been feeling so uncomfortable lately, he really didn't want to believe that George was investigating Arthur Reeves' case again. Was his own son trying to ruin him? For now, he would act like he didn't know anything but if he saw any proof of George reopening t