C8 Locked up

Raymond hurried to the door of Elina’s apartment. The door was locked. She wasn’t in, maybe she already at work. He ran out again, getting in his car and drove off. He’d missed her calls last night, she might have thought he didn’t want to pick them but that wasn’t it. When he tried calling her back she didn’t pick. It rang for hours. She wasn’t picking and he was calling her now