Sarah
After lunch, I made my way to BM Technologies. Jakob's surprise was palpable when I walked into the office, especially since it had been too long since he had seen me clad in bright green—a stark departure from my usual black attire.
I couldn't help it; Philip bought me the outfit.
"Let me catch my breath first. We can delve into the questions and answers later," I declared to Jakob.
He simply shrugged, offering me a seat and a glass of water as I settled into the swivel chair, allowing me a moment to compose myself.
"So," he prompted.
"I was robbed last night," I began.
"What? Where? What happened?" Jakob fired off questions in quick succession.
"It was Philip! He played a prank on me!" I recounted the events of the previous night, including the rejection by major hotels du
