Bernard had just gotten back from checking out a site when his sister called.

“I might as well go home now,” he thought after calling Marissa, but it wasn’t connecting. He stood up and took his briefcase with the intention that he would just check on her at the shop to know if she was back yet. If not, he would just go home first and check on her later.

“Good afternoon, sir; the boss is not back yet,” one of the salesgirls said to him as he asked of her at the shop.

“Ehn, ehn?” Bernard asked, disappointed. He had been hoping that he would meet her at the...