In the following days, I didn't get any messages from Evan. At first, I thought Evan might be busy. But three days passed and I still hadn't heard from him or seen him. I decided to go to the resort where he usually stayed. He had mentioned to me that he preferred to be here in California during summer because it is a peaceful and relaxing place, unlike New York.
When I got there, I walked into the building, and the receptionist recognized me right away.
"Hi, Ms. Matthews!" she greeted me warmly. "Looking for Mr. Blackwood?" I nodded, curious about where he was. I was taken aback by her response. "Mr. Blackwood isn't here. He actually flew to New York four days ago," she informed me. I stared at her in disbelief, hoping she might be joking, but she maintained her smile. "You can check h
