Her chest tightened as a wave of helplessness washed over her. She leaned against the gate, her mind spinning. Why didn't Samuel tell me about this? she thought, gripping her phone tightly. Why keep me in the dark?
Taking a deep breath, she tried to think clearly. "Okay, Zinnia," she muttered to herself, her voice trembling. "You need to figure this out. Maybe someone else knows what's going on."
But who? Samuel's circle was small, and she hadn't been in touch with his colleagues during her time away. She glanced back at the imposing, lifeless building, feeling the weight of the situation press down on her shoulders.
She stared at her phone again, debating whether to leave another message. Her thumb hovered over Samuel's number, but she hesitated. "What am I even supposed to say?" she whispered. Samuel, where are you? Why didn't you tell me? Why is Lucas Realty Group closed? The questions piled up, but there were no answers.