Chapter 38

• Callahan’s office was masked in a heavy silence, interrupted only by the steady ticking of the clock on the wall. His new secretary, a tall woman with a no-nonsense demeanor, stood in front of his desk, her expression a mix of concern and frustration.
• “Mr. Simmons, we still haven’t been able to locate Mrs. Simmons’ whereabouts,” she reported, her voice strained.
• Callahan leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. It had been a month since Celine told him she would be divorcing him. He could still remember that day vividly. Her words had left him frozen, unable to process the finality in her voice. If it hadn’t been for Natalie’s incessant nagging, he might never have snapped out of his blankness.