It's all right, we'll pick this up tonight," he murmured.

Tell me honestly, Brian. Is your mind constantly in the gutter?"

“No, actually, I'm currently thinking of a neat invention."

"What is it?"

"I'd Like to invent a machine that would make you shrink, so I can carry you around in my pocket.”

Rosalynn pressed her lips shut and decided not to say anything more.

At Beauty Apartments

Sanford had just returned from his business trip.

He let himself into the apartment, loosened his tie, and Looked around.

The place was cold and empty. He called for Maggie, but nobody answered.

Was Maggie out somewhere?

It was the weekend; where could she have gone?

Sanford plopped down on the sofa and leaned back. He could certainly use a nap.

Before he could doze off, however, his phone beeped.

Someone had sent him a message.

He clicked it open, and his light expression gradually turned cold.

Attached to the message were several photos.

Specifically, they were pictures of Maggie with another man.

In some of them, they were walking side by side on a side street, others showed the two of them entering a restaurant.

They were smiling and staring at each other in almost every photo.

Maggie's smile was bright and dazzling, too.

Another message came in soon after the first one.