Calvin
He was standing in his office looking at his phone and the trending topic that had started that afternoon, when Wil rushed into his office. “Don’t even think about it.” He burst out as the door banged shut to Calvin's office behind him.
“Too late,” he muttered as he looked at the woman in the pictures. There were several shots of her now and the headline read “Is Marrin Reeves alive? And back in Houston?”
“Calvin, it’s not her. I’ve already checked. That woman is an author of 10 years now. Her name is Marilyn Riddley. She hails from Virginia.”
“Looks an awful lot like Marrin,” he muttered as he stared at her photo.
“I know, but she’s not,” Wil stated. “She’s been writing books for 10 years. That’s before Marrin went missing. Before you divorced her, you can actually google the
