Rosalyn returned home with Caleb and started pacing in the living room. The uncertainty was making her go crazy. She has lost all of her appetite. She put on a strong mask in the office but at home, she took it off knowing Caleb would never judge her. Caleb was sitting on the sofa "Maybe he does not have an agenda and it is purely business." Caleb suggested. As these words came out of his tongue his eye drums did not believe it.
"Come on Caleb," Rosalyn said it like Caleb spoke something blasphemous. "It is Anthony, he never does anything without an agenda. The man is a snake, he can never be trusted. He changes his color more than a chameleon."
"Fair point." Caleb agreed with her. "Now what do you suggest we should do? Do you have something in mind?" Caleb asked for her input. He himself is blank in this situation.