The station gets a call, in the late morning, many hours after Nightwatch had aired the previous night. Desmond was trying to reach someone from the show, but he would settle for the manager, anyone that would have seen Lenor that night... if he could reach anyone at all.

The Day manager does not run the Nightwatch show, but he will field the call since the rest are off for the day.

'This is Lloyd, what can i do for you?'

At least it was someone.

"Yes, hello. My name is Desmond Quade. I am calling to find out if anyone knows if Lenor Valdiva was there for work last night, and if so if anyone saw her leave. I am her roommate and it doesn't appear that she came home at all this morning. I am just a bit worried... She hasn't answered her cell phone either."

Lloyd hesitates. He doesnt release information about employees to anyone but parol officers or family heh as met. Especially with Lenor, who has had more than her fair share of stalkers.

So Lloyd takes the safe route, play dumb.

'I couldnt tell you Desmond. Im the day manager so our shifts dont match up at all. But if you really want to know if shes here just tune in tonight at eleven, 101.7...'

"Oh... Well thank you for your time. I just wanted to make sure before I try the police. It isn't like her to just disappear like this." His worried tone coming through in his voice. "Thank you." He says again, about to hang up.

lloyd grinds his teeth. He might be overstepping his bounds but this guy sounds way more legit than any of the usual stalkers.

'How about this... Ill give you her managers name and number, he usually comes in a few hours before the shift change and he might be able to tell you something.'

Lloyd gives Desmond the night managers number and name, the only problem is he wont be in for at least another six hours...

Desmond quickly takes down the name and number. "Thank you very much, sir. I hope I am going through all this fuss for nothing."

And with that small bit of information gathered, he hangs up. He was thinking about what he would do in the meantime... when Amanda suddenly showed up to knock on the door...

(Back to scene in Downtown Sanfield: A lost friend)

(Didn't see a point in starting a new thread since this is happening in the same day)

Amanda guides Desmond to the radio station first. When Desmond parks the car, she gets out. She walks to the back door where she usually enters. She pauses, fishing out her keys. She unlocks the backdoor and makes her way up the stairs to the Nightwatch station. She smiles to the manager.
"I need to get into the archive my man."

The day manager looks up from his desk and piles of papers.

'Doesnt Drake handle all the "best of" segments?'

His eyes move past Amanda and to Desmond.

'And who is this?'

Desmond follows along behind Amanda, glancing around as they head inside. He looks up and smiles all friendly like to the day manager, the person he had only recently spoken to.

"Uh, hello." The apparent Holy Man steps forward to offer his hand. "Desmond Quade. I believe we spoke briefly."

She looks at Desmond as he introduces himself. She waits until introductions are complete, before turning her attention to the day manager.
"I just need to hear the playback for the last show. Lenor ain't answering his or my calls. I think some loony might have called up here and she went out looking for them by herself."

The night crew are weird. THe day manager would have assumed she was sleeping, giving the timeframe... but then again hes not a paranoid third shift weirdo who hangs out with priests...

'Uh.. whatever. You can check the call logs, but Desmond we cant let you in the archive. Company policy, im sure you understand..'

Desmond simply nods. "Of course. I don't mind waiting here." A polite smile, and he nods to Amanda, so she can go ahead and look.

She nods to him and moves passed the day manager. She makes her way to the archives and pulls out that night's episode. She listens to when that creepy caller sang pretty vampiric poetry to Lenor. She rolls her eyes and makes gagging motions. Then, lenor takes them off live air...but the booth was still recording. She hears what she needs to hear. She shuts it off, replacing it where she got it. She returns to Desmond.
"Come on," she takes Desmond's hand and pulls him out of the station. She gives a distracted wave to the day manager. Once she's outside with him, she speaks again.
"Some weirdo called reading Lenor vampire stuff, told her where to go. Told her to meet her at the gardens."
She is shaking and her palms are kind of sweaty. She looks down right spooked. Mr.Mystery's words are playing over and over in her mind.

He waited patiently while Amanda went to check out the recordings. When she comes back out, he just blinks as she grabs his hand and tugs him along with her, though he goes along willingly. He flashes a polite smile back at the day manager. "Thank you!"

He looks at Amanda as she starts to explain what she heard. He frowns with worry. "Sounds like something she would do." He sighs, getting back to the car. "She shouldn't have gone alone."

He looks at her, brow furrowing as he notices how scared she seems. He squeezes her hand comfortingly.

"We'll find her." His eyes shining with that undying faith that manages to fill others with hope.

She smiles to him faintly.
"The caller told her to come alone, sounded like a woman...young, maybe my age. I dunno, I could be wrong."
She sighs softly, heading back to the car she releases Desmond's hand and moves to the passenger side.
"I hope you are right," she notes his warm and optimistic behavior and smiles softly.

He unlocks the doors, and climbs into the car, starting it up once she is inside and they are all buckled up.

He tries to keep optimistic. He waits for her to tell him where to go now as he pulls out of the parking lot.

"Okay. Where now?"

"Just pull out onto the highway, I'll direct you to the Garden from there," she points out to the busy highway before them.

(Hop over to the gardens...)  

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