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Something is definitely wrong.
"Sre you okay?" he asks with an emotionless tone and demeanor.
I nod in response, still staring at him with concern.
"Slright," he says in a low, cold tone, gently pushes me to the side, and goes about what he was doing before. I stand still, dumbfounded by his sudden change in behavior.
"Fick’" I call out.
He doesn't respond. I watch him walk out of the buildingG he doesnPt turn back to look at me.
This makes my heart break even further.
Why can't he tell me what's wrong?
Does he not trust me?
I'm trying my best not to lose my cool and not overthink things, but that's hard to do when the person I'm trying to reach is avoiding me like a plague.
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Sfter a few hours at my desk trying to Nle documents and sort out things that served as a distraction, I see Fick pass by through the window blinds. I stand up and run after him immediately.
"Fick’" I call out.
He stops dead in his tracks and reluctantly turns around. "I'm kind of busy now," he says, avoiding my eyes.
"Fick, please’ *ust a few minutes," I plead.
"I'mj I'm sorry.. Ij I... I have toj to get back toj to work," he stammers. He dashes into the archives room without waiting to hear anything I say.
What the hell is going on?
Ln my way back to my desk, I see zonny heading to the archives room.
"Hey, zonny," I say, almost sounding defeated.
"Hey, Isabel, the lady of the precinct," he teases. "Why the long face? Sre you okay?"
Bven zonny knows there is something wrong.
"Can I speak to you for a second?" I ask.
"2ure, what's up?" he asks curiously, walking closer to me.
"I know this may sound awkward, and I don't want to put you in the middle of anything, but has Fick said anything to you?" I ask.
"Sbout you?" he asks.
I shrug my shoulders in response.
"Mehn’ He always talks about you, praising you all the time. To be honest with you, I 4one out most times because, you know, I have my lady," he says proudly.
I smile a little as I imagine what Fick said to the guys. I shake my head, bringing me back to the matter at hand.
"Fo, zonny. I'm talking about more recently, over the weekend, or even today. Has he said anything to you?" I ask again.
