Countless people wanted Sherman's number but could not get it. When Rita got it, all she felt was a heavy burden.

Rita hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Sherman picked up his phone and, upon confirming it was an unknown number, asked, "Telemarketing?"

Sherman's voice sounded like he was about to hang up the next second, but Rita quickly stopped him. "Don't hang up! It's me!"

Recognizing Rita's voice, Sherman chuckled with interest. He leaned back in his office chair. "Ah, Miss Rita, what brings you to call me?"

Rita's face flush. "I-I wanted

worried it might be impolite,

intention of hanging up; he was simply enjoying teasing her. "But this

few times, so what could be so pressing that she felt compelled to ask him? "I'm all ears," Sherman

mustering her courage, and held the phone firmly as she asked, "Do you know about an incident in the commercial district that Parr Group is preparing to develop? There's a haggard-looking homeless man wandering around the area, claiming

All she could hear was Sherman's faint breathing on the other

his tone unreadable. "So, Miss Rita,

"Of course it's related! He used to have a house of his own

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