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Upon entering Andy and Mickey’s apartment, silence greeted Charlene. She knew Mickey was still at work, so she called Andy’s name. She had been calling her friend's phone from seven o'clock in the morning, and she thought the lady must still be sleeping in her room. “Andy?” She called before putting the spare keys back in her bag. No one answered. Checking Andy’s bedroom, she found no one in there. Charlene started to get worried she decided to call Mickey. “Hey, Mics! Charlene here. I’m here in your crib, but Andy isn't. She’s not answering my call too. Did she tell you where she’s at?” She worriedly asked. “Oh, Andy said she checked-in in a nearby hotel when she called me last night. She couldn’t find a ride because of the heavy rain. She must be still sleeping