Two weeks have passed since Saphira disappeared. It seemed like the entire company had been affected by this. The receptionist looked unhappy, and was unable to serve the people who came in with the friendly smile that was characteristic of her. Christopher had a frown and a permanent bad mood. Trying to please him was increasingly difficult, whether it was a secretary or a director. He shouted at everyone, he had no patience, and he even shouted at his parents when they called to invite him to a dinner they were having with some friends and their youngest and single daughter.
The only person who seemed to be able to handle and overcome Christopher's bad mood was his brother, but even with him he shouted.
The detective had contacted him once to ask for an advance, because he needed to ta
