MOLEN breathed heavily when she reached Flynn's new address. He left a sticky note on their fridge earlier this morning, saying that Flynn wants her. She had no plan plans follow him, but Flynn texted her nonstop a while ago. The address he left brought Molen to a high-rise building in the middle of BGC. She hated him because he asked her to go to a place like BGC. There are no public utility vehicles aside from taxis and TNVS.
Whatever his reason for calling her into a place like this, Flynn will pay for her wasted time if she ends up in a nonsense matter.
Molen walked towards the high-rise building and went straight to the information area.
“I'm looking for Flynn Sandoval's unit...” she said. “Good morning, by the way, even though it wasn't good for me.” I bluntly said to the staff.
