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Chapter67:

Nolan sat in his office quietly as his head was in a total mess, right now he needed to put a lot of things straight. Picking up his phone, he called Layla so she could get him the reports he told her to work on, but it didn't go through. Nolan was growing more and more frustrated. He couldn't believe that Layla was ignoring his calls, she was usually so prompt and attentive. He started to worry that something might be wrong. "Layla, can you hear me?" he said into the phone, raising his voice slightly. There was no answer. He hung up the phone and went out into the hallway, scanning for any sign of Layla. The office was eerily quiet, and there was no sign of her anywhere. Where could she be? He thought to himself worriedly. It was almost as if she had vanished into thin air. Nolan went to check the break room, the conference room, and even the supply closet, but she was nowhere to be found. He was starting to feel a bit frantic. What if something had happened to her? He pulled out his

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