February 1st, 2027.
"What the hell happened? Dr. Villanueva is missing? For six days?" Michael exclaimed as he heard the news from Juliet.
"Yes, Mr. Reyes. And there has been no word from him since. We've tried reaching him in his cell, at home, even his regular spots, but nothing."
Michael paced back and forth in his office, his mind racing with concern for his valuable employee.
"This is serious," he said, stopping abruptly. "What about his colleagues? January 25th, isn't he supposed to be in a meeting with them?"
"According to one of his team, after the conclusion of their meeting, they all go home. That was their last interaction of the day," Juliet answered, double-checking her digital notes.
"Have we talked to everyone who attended that meeting? Maybe someone noticed something off, or maybe Dr. Villanueva mentioned something that seemed inconsequential at the time but could be a clue now."
