The sun was high overhead, casting a warm glow over the bustling office complex. Christopher was late today. He walked briskly towards his cabin, his eyes fixed on the door ahead.
As he approached, his secretary rose from her desk, her normally bright smile replaced with a strained attempt at cheeriness.
"Good morning, Mr. Sherman. Benjamin is absent today as well. I tried to contact him, but he did not return my calls." Her smile faltered at the end.
Christopher's expression turned concerned, his brow furrowing as he processed the information. Concern for Benjamin's well-being flashed through his thoughts, and he wondered if something had happened to his assistant. But he quickly dismissed it, assuming that Benjamin might have a legitimate reason for his absence. He knew he had wronged Benjamin and that he should call him.
"I'll make a call to him." He turned to walk into his cabin, but his secretary's next words made him pause in his tracks.