Buses and vans from different journalist companies parked in front of the Montclair main company. The reporters stood outside facing their cameras, showing live the situation in the company to the public.
"Zyran has arrived," the first reporter announced to others, and they all rushed towards his car like hungry wolves ready to devour if the young man makes even the slightest mistake or expression, they were there to get it all on camera.
"You are the chairman, what do you say losing two executives the same day. Coincidence or plotted?" one of the reporters placed his face close to the window but was quickly pushed to the side by the head of security.
The reporter scowled, looking at the security's badge, "Reese?" he huffed, "You're just a security and nothing more, so don't act like you're anything."
