"Thanks for the drink again," Emma smiled, as she stepped out of his apartment with him.
"We should do this some other time," Henry suggested.
They had spoken for a few minutes, until Emma requested to go to sleep because she had a long day at work.
"Good night," Emma said, in a sleepy voice yawning.
Henry went back inside his apartment after Emma had gone to hers. He sat in front of his laptop, typing in Emma's name on the search bar of his search engine.
He scrolled down as the page loaded. He could see Emma's i********:, her f*******: and all other information that people provided online.
He could see where she worked and where she had schooled. Emma wasn't one who had a lot of posts on social media but she posted the important once and was an average user.
Henry did that for a
