Dealing with Guilt

** ** Omniscient Narrator ** **

Two months later…

Annabel showed up for work as usual, she was dressed in a smart white blouse and black skirt, simple yet elegant. She was carrying a black handbag that contained a few photocopies of documents, her IDs and of course her pepper spray- it is a wild city!

As she arrived at the office of the receptionist, Annabel immediately felt that something was not right. The receptionist had not shown up for work, she could swear she had seen all of the worker’s cars parked outside so why was the company empty?

She walked down to the elevator and she hadn’t even met a single security guard, where did everyone go?

Arriving at the hallway upstairs, although silent as always, she couldn’t shrug off the feeling that something was not right, maybe Megan could explain to her what was going on. Annabel rushed to Megan’s office and knocked but there was no response, she pushed the door and it opened but Megan was not there.

Anna furrowed her brows, confusio