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lady that lives in 4-B, eh?”
    Tyson glanced at the door, then back at the creepy maintenance dude. Was it not obvious that he was looking for whomever lived in 4-B? He was standing in front of apartment 4-B. He rang the doorbell at apartment 4-B. Maybe the maintenance guy needed an official confirmation. “Yes,” Tyson responded. “I’m looking for the young lady that lives here.”
    “She left ‘bout two airs ago.”
    “Oh...okay,” Tyson said, wondering why the nosy man was keeping tabs on the tenants. And the way he pronounced the word ‘hours’ sounded more like ‘airs’. ‘She left two ‘airs’ ago.’ Tyson smirked. What kind of place did he move Gabrielle into?
    “She turned in the keys , too,” maintenance man extraordinaire added. “It’s a shame she had to leave like-yat ...from what I gather from management, she’d already paid up the lease fur a year.”
    “Wait...are you saying she no longer lives here?”
    “That’s exactly what I’m saying, chap. I’m scheduled to clean out this here place today.”
    Tyson frowned and scratched his head. Gabrielle moved out? Where the heck was she? “Okay. Thanks man.”
    Sitting in his car now, Tyson scratched his head. He then dialed Gabrielle’s cell phone number and listened to it ring four times before going to voicemail. Frustrated and worried, he called Padma. If anyone knew where Gabrielle was, it was her.
    “Hi Tyson,” Padma answered, sounding downcast.
    “Hey Padma. Um...have you spoken with Gabrielle?”
    “Yeah. She was just here and—”
    “Where is she now?” he asked with urgency in his voice.
    “That’s what I was just about to tell you. She’s gone...said she was moving back home.” Padma’s voice trailed off in a whimper. “Tyson, what happened between you two?”
    Tyson closed his eyes and let out a long, aggravated exhale. He didn’t know what to say. He’d never told her why Gabrielle moved out. Deciding it was time, he said, “Two months ago, I found out Gabrielle secretly went to meet Dilvan for dinner and it bothered me, Padma.”
    “Bu t Gabrielle doesn’t want Dilvan, and he’s been following her around like a lost hound, trying to get her to talk to him when she’s made it very clear to him that she’s done.”
    “I didn’t know she was done with him then...I mean, she went to dinner with him and didn’t tell me...made me think she had something to hide, but I guess she didn’t. Now she’s gone and it’s all my fault...I should have never gotten that apartment for her. I should’ve just talked to her instead.”
    “ It’s not your fault, Tyson. I’m the one who brought her here and now...”
    Tyson frowned. No, it wasn’t Padma’s fault and it wasn’t his...it was Dilvan’s fault. He’s the one who mistreated Gabrielle and now, the one stalking her.
    “Tyson, I don’t know what happened between you two, but I do know that you care for her, don’t you?”
    “I do care for h er, and I need to talk to her.”
    “You’ve tried calling, I’m sure.”
    “Yes. She won’t answer. Hey, when you get a moment, could you text me the address to her Father’s house?”
    “I sure will.”
    “Thanks, Padma. I’m on my way to the restaurant right now.”
    “Okay. I think Heshan and Prasad are there today as well.”
    “Al l right. I’ll see you later, then.”
     
    ~~~~~
     
    “What’s up, Tyson?” Prasad said, after watching Tyson come in the back door of the restaurant.
    “Hey, man, ” Tyson replied with a strained breath, carrying a heavy cardboard box filled with utensils.
    “You got more stuff in the car?”
    “Yeah. There are two big Tupperware containers in the back seat. Can you bring ‘em in for me?”
    “Sure thing.”
    Tyson continued on to the kitchen with the box, setting it on the countertop.
    Hesh an was there, in a back office busy typing on the computer. He’d usually order supplies for the restaurant, and now that a second restaurant was opening, he was making