“Boss, I’ve checked all the bars, hotels, and agencies in the Lakeshore area, but there’s no information on Madam.” Phyllis placed the mountain-high stack of employee information summaries in front of Colt.
Colt picked one up randomly, flipped through it impatiently, and then tossed it back onto the desk irritably. “You can’t even find one person. Go look again. If you can’t find her, just come back and process your resignation.” Colt spoke emotionlessly.
But the word “resignation” filled Phyllis with unprecedented anger. The boss was actually throwing such a tantrum over that woman. Phyllis, her face aggrieved, gathered the employee information she had brought in and walked out the door, clutching the thick stack of files.
*****
Late at night, Colt lay in bed, touching the empty space
