"I seriously don't know what is wrong with the person," Mark said as they were already on day 35 inside the bunker consecutively, with only Reynaldo occasionally bringing food that lasted for every three days. He also had another job about toiletries.
The bathroom and sink in the bunker had become their laundry place.
"Which person?" Stephanie asked, head focused on the report from the task force. They knew Stephanie was on the run, some people were already aware about her case versus the medical board, but they kept their mouth shut. Stephanie didn't divulge their locations anyway, so nobody could glean from the situation.
"The replacement for Frost Flower," he replied.
"And who is it?" Stephanie's eyes were still trained on the project valuation sheet.
"Aluna's husband. Patrick something."
Stephanie's hands stopped typing and scrolling the screen. She turned bodily towards Mark. "Are you serious?"
"How am I kidding?"
