188 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 25 (2/2)

”By the way. What will happen with my data? My turrets and all other bullshit I've placed on my house,” I asked.

”That's why we're friends. Echo and the other contractors will take care of that for you. They're in your home currently, erasing any evidence.” Aline drank a glass of wine.

”How about the data my parents and I have gathered. Those data is priceless,” I said.

”It has been transferred by Sierra to the main server in this bunker and he compiled together with our data. Right now, you have access to the most advanced database around here,” Aline said.

I had no comments on that. It was too good to be true, to be honest. It was not like I deserved this proper treatment, but I had no choice. Going back upstairs wasn't an option for me since I could be exposed.

”Right now Lynn. Lay down while Echo took care of your school problem. At this point, you'd be better off learning in this bunker and planning everything here,” Aline said as the bottle of wine ran out.

She stood up from the cafeteria table. ”C'mon, let me show where your room is.” I picked up my backpack and walked to the hallway again.

As we walked Aline explained that this bunker was used to be owned by the United States until she decided to buy it at a trade price. She then revised and fix the bunker with the help of the other contractors. The bunker was designed to accommodate 25 VIPs in their luxury room.

”Alright, here's the key to your room. Have fun,” Aline gave me a key and I entered my room.

As the door was opened, my mouth was also widely opened. The beeping noise from the air conditioner came from the air conditioner and the room suddenly became cooler. The bed in that room was very huge with the same specification as a king-size bed.

The room was way bigger than my room and in fact, that room was a bedroom and a living room merged. This room was what you would expect if you stay at five stars hotel or something like that.

I put my bag near the door and took off my combat boots. I disrespected this room with my dirty boots. My feet touched the expensive wooden floor of that room.

I walked past the bed, into the living room. There was a couch, a bookshelf, a table, and a very huge TV in that room. There was also another partition which was the working room where I could study. That room had an even larger bookshelf and a big computer on the study desk.

It felt overwhelming to me as I walked around that room mindlessly. For the first time in the last couple of months, I felt safe. It was not like that I was being watched or hunted every single damn time.

The bunker gave a sense of safety to me. It was pleasant. There was another room inside of that room. It was the bathroom. The bathroom was very big with one shower and one bathtub. There was one closet in that bathroom.

”Neat,” I said as I closed the bathroom door. Today has been a long day and it was not like that I wanted to spend more of my time looking around the bunker, but my curiosity got the better of me.

I walked outside of my room with my SCAR-H on my back. There was a plate that shows the direction in that bunker. I headed for a room called the laundry room. I walked in the hallway to the laundry room.

When I entered, my first reaction was surprising. There were a lot of washing machines in there. There was also this room called the drying room which would help dry one clothes faster.

It turned out that the drying room has one or two heat pipes that circulate heat in that room. The room made me sweaty so I closed it and got out of that laundry room.

My next destination was the server room which was located on another side of the bunker. The server room was very big with a lot of servers inside of it. It might be used for storing data, but you would never know since the contractor always had secrecy.

However, right now, I had seen enough. I went back to my bedroom to get some sleep.