What Happened to Monday Page #4

All these years, I've been trying

to figure out your angle.

I always thought, with a body like that,

you'd f*** your way to the top.

But then it turns out, you're a frigid b*tch.

Just because I find you repulsive?

You're not interested in anyone.

Working here, night after night,

like a f***ing robot.

You think you have us all fooled, don't you?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

Karen.

I'm onto you.

Where the hell is she?

- Did you try her again?

- Yeah. Straight to voicemail.

- Maybe she got held up.

- She would have called.

Ping her bracelet.

- That's weird.

- What?

Her GPS locator is off.

She's not showing up on the grid.

- She can't just vanish.

- Oh, yes, you can... if you want to.

Maybe she was in an accident.

Run a search. Um, hospitals, police records.

What if Monday's hurt? Or dead?

And the authorities find her before we do?

Then... Karen Settman no longer exists.

And our lives are over.

Jeez, she's only a few minutes late.

Monday's never been late

for an end of day meeting.

Ever.

"Eyes bloodshot from excessive drug use

and emotional distress.

Dark circles under the eyes..."

- Ow!

- Stay still.

Really? Pot brownie?

It's medicinal.

You know it's good for my nerves.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Remember what happened last time

two of us were out there at once.

That was bad.

We gotta figure out where Monday is.

You gotta act as if everything is normal.

Easy for you to say. It's not your day.

What if we've been listed?

Listen to me. If Karen Settman's been listed,

the Bureau would've kicked in the door,

and we'd all be processed by now.

Well...

technically speaking,

one of us would get to live.

- Good morning, Miss Settman.

- Good morning, Eddie.

I didn't see you come home yesterday.

After hours. Let myself in.

may not be taken through checkpoints

without prior permission:

any sharp objects, flammables, or chemicals.

For your safety and security,

have your bag ready for inspection

by an enforcement officer.

She's through.

So, we got our promotion.

Stay focused, Tuesday.

Check the calendar, desktop,

anything that might give us a clue.

I've got the brief for your conference call.

Vicky, when was the last time

you synched my tablet?

9:
03 this morning. Why?

Um, I forgot to log out last night.

You left early to celebrate.

Yes, of course.

Um...

Where did I go again?

Your favorite bar. Harry's.

Yes, of course. Harry's. Thanks.

You're welcome.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

Last night, um... do you remember what...

what time I left?

You only stayed for one drink.

You barely touched it.

I think that colleague of yours put you off.

Yeah.

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