Nomor: 087/HR/XI/2024
Arya’s mind raced. Metal contamination? He had rejected that batch. He remembered it clearly. But his subordinate, Dimas—Pak Budi’s nephew—had overridden the rejection. Dimas had signed the release, not him. Nomor: 087/HR/XI/2024 Arya’s mind raced
He took a deep breath. He pulled out his phone. He didn't call a lawyer—not yet. First, he called the one person who had the real log from the secondary system: the night security guard, a retiree who owed Arya a favor for saving his grandson's internship. in the signature box
The letter said "investigation pending." Nomor: 087/HR/XI/2024 Arya’s mind raced
Pak Budi slid a second paper forward. It was a copy of the release form. And there, in the signature box, was a scrawled "Arya P." A forgery. A clumsy one.
The Unopened Envelope