I'll take a look
Now that I know what it is supposed to do, examine the device
[19+1-2=18] Well, it's in one piece, you can say that much. The inside is a jumbled mess of chemicals, wires, and a good amount of glue. Explosives isn't your specialty, but you doubt this thing could detonate.
"Theres 35 guards out here, or are you trying to tell me you can't keep things running for 30 minutes without me holding your hand?
And here I was gonna promote you to deputy chief, I guess Daniel will get the job instead if you don't think you can handle it.
Now we'll be back after I give her some private training.
If I've got 30 minutes or more take her for her lesson.
"Yes, sir," he responds, but his expression says 'I didn't want the job anyway'.
Behind closed doors, your experience is everything it should be, and more. Sylvia is just as experienced as you'd expect from someone as attractive as her. Looking in her eyes after the act, you can see she knows this is just a fling, so she leaves ahead of you with a wink.
When you return to the atrium, you see that many more people have shown up. Several of the guards are gathered around the equipment, looking bored. You're not sure where the rest are, probably in the crowd somewhere.
Approach slowly.
"Albert. Don't do something you regret later, lower the gun."
[16+3+3=22] A spark of doubt flickers in the troubled man's eyes, but he doesn't lower the gun yet.
"Look, see! It's the guy I've been talking about! Morgan... The guy who called me a retard in class?! Say you're sorry, Morgan!" He's having a psychotic break. He probably stopped taking his medicine again.
"Look, man, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean it, I was just a kid!" Morgan says.
"I don't believe you!" Albert yells, shaking.