"Hello, are you Sofia, Andrew's wife? He has been absent for three days, and if he doesn't come in soon, we'll have to terminate his employment."
Sofia sneered. "He has always been irresponsible, and he is violent. You should definitely fire him!"
"Could you contact him? His phone seems to be off..."
"I'm sorry. I don't have time. If he doesn't show up, just fire him."
Before hanging up, she added, "And never rehire him. He is a danger to your staff."
"..."
The phone was hung up.
At this time, Andy approached. "Sofia, maybe you should go home and rest. Give your husband a call. After all, you're still married, and understanding goes both ways."
Hearing this, Sofia wanted to refuse but relented when the pain in her head grew sharper.
On her way home, she turned on her phone and checked her call logs.
At the top was a recent call to Calvin Yukio, her childhood sweetheart, with the affectionate label "Dear Calvin."
Looking at this note, I couldn't help but laugh bitterly at myself.
Even though she was immersed in her forensic work, she had been checking on Calvin's condition throughout.
As for my last call, it was three days ago.