Chapter 11

Michael stood before his floor-to-ceiling windows, a cigarette butt in his hand. It had been seven days since Eve went missing. There were no traces of her anywhere at all. None of the messages or calls Michael made to her ever got any replies. In the end, Michael had his assistant look into Eve's whereabouts. But there were still no leads yet. The awful fear in Michael's chest that Eve might have actually left him made him suffocate. He slammed the ashtray on the floor, but it did nothing to ease the frustration in his chest. His office door suddenly opened. In came Trisha with a packed lunch in her hands. She instinctively took a step back when she saw the shattered glass on the floor. "I brought you lunch, Mike… Are you…" Michael massaged his temples. "Set it down on my desk." Trisha set the food down and went up to him. "Are you upset because there hasn't been any word from Eve yet?" When Michael stayed quiet, Trisha sighed and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't wo