Kendrick was home after a long day at work. Silence and darkness met him when he opened the door of his apartment. He took a deep sigh before he switched on the light. Brightness flooded the living room but it didn't change his feelings of emptiness. He can only hear the ticking of the clock on the wall which states the time. It was nine in the evening. The moment he closed the door behind him there was the rumbling of his stomach. He hadn't had his dinner yet as his mind was focused on his work and the situation in the company and the case of his wife. He put down his suitcase on the couch and rolled up his sleeves while striding to the kitchen. He needs to cook something to eat.
She might be in Mama Margarita's house,” he thought of Samantha while waiting for the water to boil. He foun
