Inspired by: Wanted Man
Thursday morning, Reggie watched the news as he drank coffee. The first thing he saw on the television looked to be a paparazzi photo of Ein wearing a false mustache.
“Ian Quinn, a self-proclaimed philanthropist, is missing. He boarded an airplane in Mexico City to return to Beacon last night, and witnesses say he literally disappeared.”
Reggie spat his coffee out.
Charlotte came into the living room, holding her own coffee cup, and saw the mess.
“What happened?” She asked as she got a rag.
“That’s my business partner!” He said, pointing at the television, “He’s gone missing in Mexico City.”
“I mean we had a wild time in Mexico City ourselves, you don’t think he’s on like a bender? Maybe he met a pretty woman.”
“He never struck me as the type,” Reggie said.
“People surprise you. I’m sure he’ll be back in a few days, feeling like a million bucks.”
“I should hope not, he’s worth nearly three hundred times that.”
Charlotte helped him clean up the coffee.
“I think we should go by his building, he has a cat, and I don’t know if anyone’s watching it.”
“Okay, I’m sure he’d appreciate it in case something is amiss. After our coffee.”
In the late morning, Reggie and Charlotte went to Ein’s building.
“If he’s so rich, why does he live in a rundown building like this?” Charlotte asked, clutching her bag tight.
“I, uh, rented the apartment for him. He was just my driver at the time.”
“How does a driver become a hundred millionaire?”
The couple opened the door to Ein’s apartment and found it vacant and completely empty.
“This doesn’t look like someone on a bender,” Charlotte said.
Seething with rage, believing himself to have been double-crossed, Reggie agreed, “No, it doesn’t.”
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