Artemis Gray
It had been a week since the party and I hadn’t heard from Maeve and she hadn’t come to work either. To say I was worried would be an understatement. I tried calling her but the call went straight to voicemail, I tried emailing her even but no response.
Maverick walked into my office, “have you heard from her?” He asked.
“No, her phone is going straight to voice mail.” I replied.
I asked for Mateo to be brought to my office, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this but now I was desperate. Mateo walked in my office, “you asked to see me sir.” He said.
“Have a seat.” I offered him the unoccupied seat, next to Maverick. “I was wondering how Maeve is doing. How is she?” I asked.
“I… um I haven’t seen her in over a week. She just sent me a text something along the lines of wa
