Chapter 37

Raymond's POV

“Have you reached out to her yet?”

By ‘her’ I was referring to the alleged owner of the designs my company was accused of plagiarizing.

“No. She seemed to have disappeared”

“What about her picture? Have you gotten any?”

“Not yet”

“This doesn’t even make any sense. How do we track her if we don’t even know what she looks like?” I said.

“Find a picture of her or submit her voice recording to a forensic linguist. If we can’t get to her through her pictures we might as well resort to using her voice”

“Okay, sir”

The call with the private investigator I hired to look into the mess my company has found itself ended, and it's been five working days without any result.

A subtle movement from behind me caused me to turn. 

Pollen has woken up. She looks worn out and dehydrated. After puking all over the place the previous night, she delved into long hours of sleep. At first, I thought she was