Maximus left his post to fellow BMC soldiers and sprinted through the yard, his footsteps echoing off the surrounding buildings. He reached the entrance to the BMC headquarters, where guards nodded in recognition as he passed.
The building was bustling with activity, even at night, with mercenary soldiers on high alert and ready to respond to any situation.
As he made his way to the basement, he passed by groups of soldiers on night shifts, their masked faces lit by the bright fluorescent lights overhead. The corridors were well-lit and secure, with cameras and motion detectors monitoring every move.
Maximus burst into the "guestroom locker," a codename for the interrogation room.
