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“Hi, Jenny, sorry to bother you.”

“Hi, Juliet. What’s up?” Her tone is abrasive.

“Sorry to bother you, but have you heard from Henley today?” I ask.

“He emailed this morning to say he had external meetings all day and that he wouldn’t be in to the office.”

“Oh, yes. I completely forgot about that.” I hold on the line while I think. She obviously doesn’t know anything either. “Okay, thank you. I just couldn’t reach him. I’m sure he will call me back soon.”

“He’s a very busy man, Juliet.”

“I know,” I reply through gritted teeth. Don’t mess with me today, Jenny.

I am not in the mood.

“Thanks, Jenny.”

Thanks for nothing, bitch.

I do some cleaning and vacuum the floor. And then I prep my dinners for the week. I’m working afternoon shifts and want to try and be organized and healthy.

Where could he possibly be?

His father.

Oh fuck, I hadn’t even thought of that. Shit, shit, shit.

I scramble through Google to look for the nursing home’s phone number, and I call.

“Hello. San Sebastian Nursing Home.”

“Hello, can I be put through to the level-two nurses’ station, please?”

“Transferring you now.”

“Hello, level two. Christine speaking.”

I wince. I don’t really know Christine. I’ve never worked with her before. “Hi, Christine, it’s Juliet Drinkwater calling. We’ve never actually met, but I’ve seen your name on the roster. I do one shift a week.”

“Yes, hello, Juliet. I’ve seen your name on the roster too. How are you?”

“Good.” I pause. I know she can’t tell me anything.

“This is a random question, but I was wondering how Bernard James from room 206 is?”

“Oh . . . um.” She pauses.

“Off the record, of course,” I say. “He’s actually my boyfriend’s father, and I can’t get ahold of my boyfriend and am getting worried. His name is Henley James. Have you seen him?”

“Oh . . . ,” she replies. “You might want to come down here.”

“What’s happening?”

“Mr. James’s room is being cleaned out.”

My eyes widen. There’s only one reason someone cleans out a room.

No.

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