25-THE FAILED PILLS

DANIEL

All through work the next day I couldn't get my mind to concentrate on anything.

In a way I couldn't get that face from Justin Powell out of my head, he had looked like a wife as though he knew her and was more familiar with her but that was all where it ended.

I wouldn't have paid more attention to it If I hadn't seen them together at the exhibition and perhaps if she hadn't sneaked around, now with thoughts, it left me with more twist to believe that the two had something.

I couldn't help but feel unsatisfied at the fact that she was meddling in my affairs—

It was only later I was able to get the thought out of my head and that was While seated at the table with Maurice much later that evening.

Maurice sat closer to where I was at the luxurious restaurant we had been face buried at work for the past three hours and thought it was only best we took time out.

“What are you thinking about?" He arched his brows and stared straight at where I was.

I took a deep sigh. In Spite of