 The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Kris walked in slowly, his hands in his pockets. It was hard.
"Becca, I can't really sit now. I have to leave," he said. "As in resign. Karma's best friend has been killed, and she's gone missing. Karma has, anyway."
Stress was wearing on him right now. It was horrible to see him in this shape, and it was awful for him to tell her.
"I already took the liberty of finding someone who might be better for my place than I ever was. She can be in here first thing tomorrow, if you want. I know you're stressed, and I want to make this as harmless as possible on you. I'm so sorry."
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