The Email and Its Watcher.

Gary sits behind his polished desk, the soft hum of his computer filling the otherwise quiet office. It's late, and the storm outside pounds against the windows relentlessly. The rain streaks down in sheets, making it hard to see beyond the dark glass, but Gary isn't paying much attention to the weather.

His eyes are glued to the computer screen, waiting for the email he's been anticipating all day, he had been told to wait for the email and before he takes his days off since his boss is not around, he has to wait to receive it before clocking off work.

Finally, the familiar sound of a notification pings, and Gary clicks open the email. His pulse quickens as he scans the contents. It's from the lab, the results of the DNA recognition test that Mina had taken just the day before.