Five
he complains.
Suddenly Sam returns with the journal.
“I don’t know if there’s anything in there. Read it, Estela.”
Sam’s phone won’t stop ringing.
“Yes?”
…
“No… I’ll go there,” he sighs and hangs up.
“Sorry, Natali says the Tesla guy is at the company. I have to go,” Sam says, grabbing his keys.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can… come on, Mark.”
“I’ll stay… I’ll help Estela,” Mark says calmly.