The next day, Patricia paced back and forth in her room. She had been biting the tip of her thumb, thinking that she had already searched every corner of the house to find that file. She even snuck into her parents' room and her brother's room, but Theo's vault was locked.
"Just where did they put it?" she wondered to herself. "I need to get it today, or I'm doomed. I already talked to a realtor — ah, goodness!"
DING!
Patricia flinched when she heard her phone ring, filling her with nothing but dread. Her shoulders tensed up as her face hardened. Turning her head toward the bed, she gulped nervously.
"It's him," she whispered. "It's him… for sure."
Patricia felt her entire body shake as the pressure escalated. She promised the buyer of the information that she would give him the document last night. But unfortunately, the file had gone missing, making the buyer question if she had even seen the file properly.
