The call wouldn't go through. Her phone was off. He tried again, but it was still off.
Mason went back to the company first.
The practice room door stood open. The janitor had mopped the blood away, but a faint reddish trace lingered in the tile grout.
He stood frozen in the doorway for a moment, then went to the company leader's office.
Mason asked, "Did Olivia take leave? Wasn't she supposed to substitute for Chloe as the lead dancer? Why can't I reach her?"
The company leader looked up from the pile of documents. Seeing Mason's expression, his tone turned guarded. He said, "Mr. Cooper, Olivia... she's already resigned. It was just a couple of days ago, and it wasn't a big deal, so we didn't tell you. What's wrong?"
Mason said, "How is that possible? Why did she resign?" Hearing th
