She Was Taken.

Resting against his car, outside of Romero Empire, Owen patiently tapped his feet while pressing his phone close to his ear. “The caller you’re trying to reach is currently out of service. Please try again another time.” The robotic voice rang into his ear for the umpteenth time. He pulled the phone away and ended the call, glancing up at the company empire in front of him with squinted eyes. It wasn’t like Leonica to be late to an appointment, talk less of having her phone switched off for ten minutes straight. Perhaps her battery ran flat and she’d running late in a meeting. He tried to assure himself. But no matter how much he tried to assure himself, he couldn’t ignore the feeling of worry bubbling in his chest. “This is odd.” He muttered and tried her number one last time. When it didn’t go through, he pocket the phone and matched into the building of Romero Empire. His eyes spotted the receptionist almost immediately and he walked up to her, tapping the pad of his index finger on