The Children, Chapter 1
“Pam, I need the Gillespie file. Can you grab it for me?” Billy Jo said as she finished scribbling her notes. When she realized she hadn’t heard anything in reply, she looked over to the open door of her office and leaned back in her chair, her laptop open, listening, expecting to hear footsteps, but she heard nothing.
“Pam…” she called out again, scooting her chair way back, looking to the darkened hallway, really listening. But it was quiet.
Too quiet.
She pushed back her chair and stepped into the dimly lit hall to see a darkened front door and no Pam. When she pulled back the sleeve of her navy shirt and looked at her watch, it was only ten after four.
“You couldn’t even tell me you were leaving?” she muttered. Pam didn’t report to her, but wasn’t it a matt
