I walked into the lobby, humming, without realizing it, the jazz that played in the elevator. Annie was at her desk, but there was something different. As I walked closer, I
realized what it was. I opened my mouth, closed it, and checked for coffee cups. None. Good.
"Where'd your glasses go?" I asked, putting my hands in my pockets.
"My dog ate them. Guess I'll have to bring my homework tomorrow." She was focused on her computer, but she was smiling.
"That's no excuse!" I said in a fake stern voice. "Either you bring it in or you get a zero!"
"Alright I was lying, I don't have a dog." She chuckled, but there was something off about it. I wasn't quite sure what it was, but I decided it probably wasn't important. A day had passed since the picnic, and I was somehow still in good spirits.
"Moore need me to head anywhere in particular or is it just his office again?" I asked.
She frowned, looking up at me. "Oddly enough, I haven't heard from him all day. I'll try calling him-"
"No need." We both turned to see Paul standing behind me. He was looking at Annie. "I need you to call Mary White and tell her to be here in about thirty minutes or so, ok?" Annie nodded, catching the seriousness in his voice. He turned to me. "Follow me."
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