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Kendell Marano Parker.

- My cell phone! - I exclaim remembering it.

That that man didn't leave like Chris' idiot, I don't have money and that contraption was expensive.

Oh, I don't even know if I still have a job, since I made the son of the owner of the company go to jail.

- Did you find my cell phone? - I question it and he looks at me unbelieving and then laughs at my despair.

They don't realise it.

- Obviously not Kendell, I didn't even think about looking. - Answer me and I'm distressed.

Unlike him, I count the coins to buy something, he doesn't realise.

- You don't think about me. - I complain and he laughs.

- It was precisely because I thought of you that I didn't care about any cell phones. - Answers laughing. - But probably the police will find them in the searches.

I'm much more relieved.

That's where I remember that the same day Gregory's patient kidnapped me, he would return from travelling at dawn.

He probably didn't sleep.