?


    However, when Jolie Queen charged into Zamri Hospital with the other journalists earlier, all they saw was green smoke spilling in from the vents, and the faint scent in the air was clearly something medicinal.


    And the official statement Zamri Hospital gave was as conventional as it could get-that the smoke was some aerosol antioxidant that purified the air. What was more, any interviews with the medical staff would only yield the same response.


    But as the top journalist for Zamri Daily, Jolie had the honed senses of a journalist and the innate female instinct that she was onto something big. That was why even as most of the doctors in Zamri Hospital were leaving work, she did not give up and checked every hospital room for her exclusive.


    She even chose a moment when no one was watching and slipped into the hospital storeroom where they kept most of their medical supplies.


    The nurse on duty could not be med either. She had already been taken ill by the toxic gas attack earlier in the day, so she left work sooner than usual without checking the locks twice.


    That in turn allowed Jolie the chance to slip in.


    However, before she could look around, the nurse on duty had decided to turn back, checking the locks again despite being ill. She was even sweating buckets when she realized that she had forgotten to lock the door.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    She quickly did so and left without looking back.


    That in turn meant Jolie was locked inside the storeroom, and when the nurse''s footsteps faded and silence ensued, she sneaked out from behind a giant crate.


    She looked for a long while, but there was nothing wrong-every batch and bottle of medicine had not expired, and there were no inconsistencies that indicated they were counterfeit medicine.


    That in turn left Jolie despondent.


    "Was my hunch wrong? Was the issue not about the medicine?" she mused to herself as she whipped out her phone.


    It was almost midnight-she was still locked inside this storeroom, and there was no one inside or outside.


    That was not a big deal for her,


    however-being the star journalist of Zamri Daily, she had led an exciting life. Being locked in a storeroom really paled inparison to what


    swnove pr


    she had already experience W


    ???


    Nheless, that meant that she was spending the night in that storeroom and would have to sneak out when the nurses came in tomorrow.


    With that in mind, Jolie texted her husband that she would not be home tonight.


    Right after she sent the text, she heard tires screeching outside the storehouse, followed by plenty of footsteps.


    Jolie looked up, a broad grin appearing over her lips-so something really was up, and she was going to catch it when it happened! With that in mind, Jolie sneaked behind one of the crates to avoid being caught.


    Creak-


    The storehouse roller shutters opened, and Jolie saw a truck parked outside the storehouse with a ton of grunts around it.


    "Yes, I''ve arrived, Mr. Commissioner... Yes, yes, yes, I''ll soon be done on my end!"


    At the same time, a geezer whose face was hidden under the re was speaking reverently over the phone.


    He then waved and barked at the


    grunts, who quickly unloaded the crates from the truck tidily across the storeroom before moving identical crates that were in the storeroom onto the truck.


    "What the hell..." Jolie was left gaping as she watched in her corner.


    Also, she had just heard the geezer address the man on the other end as ''Mr. Commissioner''!