Le me. Chillaxing under pretext of study. Watching old episodes of The Price of Bel-Air. When suddenly. Phone rings. Its a number. Dunno the caller. Le me picks its up. Its from the office. Inquiry about files. Le me tells location. Le me hangs up. Le me looks at time. Suddenly wild realization dawns. They were working on a Sunday at around 5pm. They must have went there 11-ish in the morning. Le me scared. I'll have to live through the same. Kill Me. NOW!!!