Part 39 # Dolalopa

Night fell as silently as the dark corridors of the abandoned building located on the border of Jakarta and Bekasi. No one would have suspected that within its walls lay a laboratory operating with sophisticated facilities.

Footsteps echoed along with the swing of a flashlight beam from the building's guard. A bespectacled man in a neatly tailored suit walked alongside the guard toward a secret door on the third floor.

"New cologne, sir?" the guard casually remarked, knowing today was payday. If only his boss wasn't in a bad mood, his salary might not be delayed. The stout man in his early fifties didn't want his family to suffer hunger like African children.

Nevertheless, his salary had to be paid today.

"Hmm. Can you smell it?" replied the boss, starting to remove his sunglasses. The area was sufficiently dark, and the eyes of uninvited guests were unlikely to penetrate the double security of this mysterious building.

The man reverted to his true identity and discarded his disguise.