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SHE REALIZES BUT IT IS LATE *****"Detective Ling, you have some visitors, they insisted on seeing you,” the receptionist said smiling as Ling approached with the help of a nurse.Ling's eyes scans the area, but she didn't see anyone. "Where are they?" she asked, her face in confusion but the receptionist was left in a more confused state.The receptionist's expression turned concerned, she began looking around to see if she can spot them from afar unknowingly to her they had secretly left.“Actually, I think they just left. But I don't know why all I know is that they were asking about your status, and I told them you were doing well. But I have to say, they seemed a bit...off."Ling's instincts kicks in, her mind racing with possibilities. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice firm.The receptionist hesitated. "They said they were your colleagues, but I didn't get a good vibe from them. They were a bit too interested in your condition, and when I called out to you, they suddenl

VISITING THE HOSPITAL ******”As Sal and Richie entered the hospital, they approached the reception desk, where a warm smile from the receptionist welcomed them. “Good morning! Can I help you with something?” Sal's smile was quick to respond, his charm on full display as Richie stood beside him , his eyes taking note of the environment.“Good morning,” Sal said. “We're here to inquire about Detective Ling's status. We're colleagues of hers.” The receptionist's expression turned curious, taking a quick look on their outfit they didn't seem to be officers to her,“And you are...?” she asked, her tone polite but slightly guarded.Sal and Richie exchanged a brief glance before responding in unison, “We're Detectives Thompson and Johnson.” The receptionist's eyes relaxes a little, her gaze lingering on them before she seemed to relax. “Okay, let me check on her status. But can you tell me a bit more about your relationship with Detective Ling? We had few of her colleagues hours ago an

HARRINGTON'S COMPANY *******Rachel sighed, adjusting her coat and gathering her papers. "If I have to fill out one more report, I'm outta here. Time for a break." She seemed ready to head out the door, escaping the monotony of her desk work.“ Just as she reaches for the door handle, there’s a sudden knock, and one of her team members, Clara, bursts into the office, her face pale and her breath coming in quick bursts”.Clara rushed into the office, her face etched with concern. “Rachel, wait! You can't leave yet!”Rachel spun around, startled. “What's wrong? I was just about to head out.”Clara's urgency was palpable. “There's been an accident at the site. Part of the scaffolding collapsed. They're shutting down operations until it's safe”.Rachel's voice trembled slightly. “What? How bad is it? Is anyone hurt?”Clara's expression was grim. “I don't have all the details, but they're taking the injured worker to the hospital. The foreman said we need to shut down operations imme

******Mia's manager hung up the phone, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. She had just wrapped up a call and was feeling pretty good about how things were going. As she turned onto the street leading to her favorite coffee shop, With a couple of minutes to spare, she decided to treat herself to a quick pit stop. "Coffee first, then deal with the superstar," she muttered to herself, shaking her head in amusement.As she pulled into the bustling café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, tantalizing her senses and making her mouth water in anticipation. She loved this place the cozy atmosphere, the friendly baristas, and of course, the amazing coffee. It was her go-to spot whenever she needed a break or a boost of energy.As she exited her vehicle, she quickly checked her reflection in the car mirror. Satisfied, she tucked her hair behind her ears and adjusted her blazer. “Alright, showtime,” she whispered, heading to the entrance. The café was filled

LOS ANGELES Carmilla's And Mia's Apartment *****The morning sunlight gently poured on the apartment building where Carmilla and Mia stays, it cast a warm, golden glow across the tranquil room where Mia slumbered peacefully. The serene atmosphere of the early hours was suddenly disrupted by the shrill, insistent ringing of her phone, which vibrated persistently on the drawer beside the bed.Mia gradually stirred from her slumber, her brow creasing in mild annoyance as she struggled to shake off the remnants of her dreams and acknowledge the unwelcome interruption. The harsh sound of the phone pierced through her haze, slowly coaxing her back to reality.With a soft sigh of exasperation, Mia reluctantly emerged from the warmth of her comforter, stretching out her arm to retrieve her phone. Her fingers instinctively searched for the device, and after a brief moment, she managed to locate it. She then carefully swiped the screen open, wincing slightly as the bright display momentarily

With a sense of urgency propelling him, he quickly threw off the covers, the fabric sliding off his body and pooling at the foot of his bed. He swung his legs over the side and planted his feet on the cool floor, feeling the refreshing chill that contrasted sharply with the warmth. His mind was already racing ahead, thoughts swirling like a tempest. He needed to pack some of his necessities—his phone, his wallet, and a change of clothes—all of which he hurriedly stuffed into a small traveling box. “What could be going wrong with the project? I thought we already reviewed it all over again”, The questions gnawed at him, each one more urgent than the last. With his bag finally in hand, Harrison made his way downstairs, his heart pounding in rhythm with his gentle footsteps. As he reached the bottom of the staircase, he stepped into the dining area where his family was still gathered around the table. His mother, father, and sister were seated, engaged in their morning routine. They lo