Clara's Mystery

Clara Johnson was adding the last advanced RFID* sticker to the last post in the room. She had finished the first three earlier and noticed that she had an audience since she got there. Max and Jeremy finished with this room a while ago. They changed all the cameras, replacing them with the new motion sensor, nocturnal, night vision security cameras with a wide range view. It was now her turn to add the finishing touches and wake up the security system.

She noticed him watching her from another desk. This man would either be the head of security or the President himself because people around her avoided him like the plague. She had not looked at him yet, so she had no face to associate him with. For now, she will call him 'Peeping Tom.'

She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking that he was unnerving her. 'It doesn't matter,' she thought, 'I know what I'm doing, even with my eyes closed.' This technology, developed in their own facility and the software, engineered right in their labs, could last for years and years as long as nobody tampers with it.

Max Johnson, one of her brothers, came to San Diego to pitch their product to the Security Department and the CEO. So she never met them personally, but Max said they seemed to be very professional and knew what they wanted. Having Navio International on their list of customers could help jumpstart their business.

Navio International was renowned all over the world. They could open all the doors to the other shipping companies in the country. And hopefully to the larger companies that had been ignoring them because they were small fry.

It surprised her when the project got approved. But of course, there was a condition, they were to install their technology only on the two floors with the most foot traffic. One was the main floor, which housed the lobby, the cafeteria, the patio/break/smoking area, and some pockets where people could be alone to think or contemplate. The other floor was the one that housed the planning and logistic departments. They were in charge of all the cargo shipments coming in and out of the country. It was the bread and butter of their operation. Not that the other departments weren't as important, but these floors had the most visitors.

Their system, software, and hardware are all going to be under evaluation within the next six months before SST (Security and Software Technology) can proceed with the installation on the other ten floors of this massive building. They needed one good break to help win more future clients and ensure the stability of their company.

If they do not pass the six-month mark and evaluation from Navio, then all the cameras and any hardware they've installed will need to be removed. They would have to eat the equipment and installation cost. It wasn't a big price to pay for the next six months if they land this deal, but it would surely be expensive, tedious, and time-consuming to uninstall all that hardware. SST would have to do its best to make sure Navio does not back out of this deal.

Clara was wearing her standard installation uniform, black skinny work pants, and a white button-down shirt. Nothing fancy or showy, but her pants usually highlighted her ass, which made most men think of it as an invitation to harass her.

Aside from "Peeping Tom," she was getting annoyed by this "ogler" that was following her for the past 15 minutes. He keeps on inspecting her work, or her ass, whichever it is he fancies at the moment. She could feel the hair standing on her neck. 'What is peeping tom doing, anyway? Why is he not telling his employee to buzz off? Is he just going to let this man get away with this?' she was getting more incensed by the minute.

She pretends to stand up to stretch, to get a better look at her ogler. In case she needed to file a report later. She turns away, but he sees this as a signal. He smiles at her as he walks closer. On the other side of the room, "Peeping Tom" stands up.

'Hey sweetheart, do you want to work with us? In our company, you won't be doing all that hard work. Maybe a little bending over, but only after work,' he winks at her and laughs.

She tries to ignore him. 'He's just another prick that thinks he can talk to women this way,' she thought, 'Just don't come near me, and we will be okay. I just need to finish this room, and hopefully, we never see each other ever again.'

Everywhere around them, the women were giving him sneers and evil stares. They've been at the receiving end of his unwanted advances before, and it disgusted them he was showing his lewd behavior to a visitor. This did not escape her attention, but she knew why they couldn't say anything. His staff was made up mostly of women, probably of his own choosing. As she looked around, she could see them giving her a sympathetic look.

He touches her hair and tries to tuck a loose strand behind her ear when he finds his arm twisted behind his back. 'Agh... Agh... Agh... no need to be so rough, baby,' he hollered.

'You do not touch me, or any woman in this department ever again, or I will take out your fingers, and I bet you'd like to keep them? Am I right?' she warned into his ear.

'Yeah, yeah, yeah, let me go,' he screamed, 'I was just trying to help.'

Clara was no pushover and made sure nobody would hurt her ever again. She was trained in self-defense since she was in high school and was not afraid to unleash her might when necessary... The project may damn well go down the train if they find her at fault because of this.

"Peeping Tom", had just put down his phone when she noticed him staring at her. Clara gives him the 'What are you going to do about this?' look. But she didn't have to wait long. After a few minutes, security arrived to tell the ogler to pack up his stuff. They lead him towards the elevator. Later, she will learn that security escorted him to the Human Resource department. They let him go because of his inappropriate behavior against his staff, which had been a daily occurrence.

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RFID - technical term - Radio Frequency Identification, a wireless non-contact use of radio frequency waves to transfer data.

In this story, it is part of the security system installed by the company headed by Clara, which will have a more thorough explanation in the next chapter.