I despise losing my belongings. You know how you feel when you have a place where you put your house keys and you're in a rush to get to work, and you finally check for them in their usual location and can't find them? It's a lot more difficult when you lose somebody. Linda's whereabouts were unknown to me.
Her connection was broken. I had never inquired as to where her family resided, and she had never left an address of origin, even at the office. I couldn't determine whether to report her missing or whether she had left on her own accord. My missing sim made things even worse for me.
Mr. Paul had obviously switched the Sims, most likely to guarantee that no one knew where I was, but why had he alerted my parents? And someone had impersonated my voice on several occasions, claiming to
