C209 Lost in the Corridor

For a suspended moment, the air itself seemed charged with Jeanne's scarcely leashed ire. Then, like a howling gale, it burst forth in full, unbridled force.

"No!" Jeanne's screech echoed in the cramped office. She leaned over the desk, sending papers clattering to the floor as her fists pounded on the surface. "There has to be more footage! He couldn't have just vanished!"

"Ms. Everdeen