Wordle by Wordle: Day 28
Sunday, Jan 28, 2024
Wordle #953 - EMBER
If Kevin meant to reassure me, he failed.
“Hmmm.” I’m not sure what else to say, so I delay with a sip of coffee. Any ember of hope I had for finding Roy well and in one piece is quickly fading away, but I try to fan my dwindling optimism back to life. Kevin and I both fall quiet for a moment.
“So, Bree called you and…?” All trace of humor is gone from Kevin’s voice now.
“She wanted to hire me. I said I’d look into it, as a friend.”
“Damn, like a real case?” Kevin squawks, finally realizing the full implications of some unreturned texts and a missed sneaker sesh. His face blanches behind his glasses. “You really think something happened to Roy, don’t you?”
“I don’t know what happened, exactly, but something’s fishy.” Fishier than Pier 39.
“Well, uh, definitely keep me posted.” Kevin’s suddenly too preoccupied to look at the screen anymore. His eyes roam around the room like he might spot Roy hiding behind the office arcade machine.
“I will. Call me if you think of anything else, even if it seems insignificant,” I try to sound encouraging, but I feel about as cheerful as a TSA agent. “Oh, and let me know if you hear from Roy, obviously.”
“Yeah, sure…” Kevin mumbles. “Sorry, but I gotta reschedule that investor meeting. Catch you later, Cecilia.”
Kevin hangs up before I can even say goodbye.
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