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The staff has returned to their desks, other than a few HR employees talking near their cubicles. They glance up at me, but I blow past them.

My desk is empty. Rhett’s door is open.

I glance inside. He’s not there.

To be sure, I check his private bathroom. Nope.

I go into the short hallway that leads to the second door of the main meeting room.

I poke my head into the now-empty room, the rows of chairs slightly askew from the abrupt ending.

No one.

He must have gone down the elevator while I was at the other end of the hall with Viola at the stairwell.

I return to my desk and pull out my cell phone. No texts.

I send him a quick message.

Hey. Are you okay? Nobody cares about your uncle. Talk to me.

I’m still staring at it, hoping for a response, when Gloria shows up.

“He’ll write me. I know it,” I tell her.

“I’m sure he will. But until then, let’s handle it.”

I turn to my computer. “The message to the staff?”

“Yes. I don’t know where he’s taken off to, but having three staff members MIA is not going to help the situation. Let’s send a message, an official one from his office, and calm this down.”

I want to jump in my car, find Rhett. Go to his house, maybe.

But I know she’s right. We should handle this. He’s obviously not going to.

So we do. We craft a message about Viola’s outburst, that we will look into everything, and to proceed with the day’s work.

But Rhett doesn’t message me.

Not that day.

Not that night.

And the next morning, he doesn’t come in.

I sit at his desk, looking out the window, wondering what the heck is going on. So what if he was a given the company by family?

But that niggling feeling that I hadn’t helped matters really digs in.

This is a lot.

Three missing employees, including the CEO.

Huge accusations.

An improper relationship.

Could all this actually bring down a company?

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