The Fallow
Stormborn
Margot sat in the chair, leaning back in tired relief. She had to really think about that question. She had been assigned her inventory duties, leaving the facility, roughly three days ago, speaking to her boss. She had called when arriving to the pick up point but she had left a message since it had been around lunch time. Had she texted? She pulled out her phone checking her records. "I spoke to my boss three days ago, but I believe I texted one of the employees two days ago." Pulling up her texts she saw at the top of the list. Jeremy. "I texted Jeremy Winston, getting a reply at 9 AM, but after that I didn't have any contact." She had been worried before, but that was her denial trying to fight off the pain of what could be wrong. Now she realized the actual weight of the situation. "But I mean you guys must have some override, some way to get in touch, right?"
@Lola Shimmer
@Lola Shimmer