Inside the club, Kane faced his colleagues, with whom he'd worked for as little as three to five years and as much as over a decade, his face pale.
Their gazes were complex—disgust, hatred, and indescribable emotions, intertwined with a mix of timidity and hatred, forming a sycophantic facade.
Everyone was dismissed, except Kane, who remained. More unacceptable was Kane becoming the executioner responsible for their final termination.
It was understandable to retain the plumbers and electricians; technical jobs are such that the longer one works, the more skilled one becomes, making it easier to find satisfying new employment.
Over the years, veteran plumbers and electricians could effortlessly resolve both major issues and minor faults.
But others were not so fortunate; Kane interviewed them and crushed their last hopes.
The club atmosphere resembled a funeral just held, everyone's faces bearing expressions of profound grief.
