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The next day, Steve wanted to go into the office where he worked to hand over the papers he found in his briefcase. He also wanted to take a look around, thinking that the familiarity of his workplace may trigger more memories. So Linda drove him to his office. *quot;Do you want me to come in?*quot; she asked. *quot;No, that's ok. I won't be but a minute or two. I just want to drop these papers off. They've probably been missing them for a long time.*quot; Steve said. *quot;Ok I'll wait here for you.*quot; she said. Steve put the briefcase on his lap and rolled into the office building. *quot;Good morning, Steve. Nice to have you back.*quot; the receptionist said. *quot;Well, I'm not really back yet. I just wanted to drop this off here. Is Jenkins in his office?*quot; *quot;Yes, he is.*quot; *quot;I'm sorry, forgive my asking but what is your name.*quot; Steve asked the receptionist. *quot;I'm Kimberly Evans, Mr. Williams, remember?*quot; *quot;Sadly no. The accident, you know.*quot; *quot;Yes, of course. I'm sorry. Should I buzz Mr. Jenkins?*quot; *quot;No, that's ok. Just tell me how to find his office. I want to have a look around anyway.*quot; *quot;Sure. His office is the third door on the left. Your office is right across the hall from him.*quot; *quot;Ok thanks, Kim.*quot; Steve said. The receptionist smiled and went back to her work. Steve wheeled himself back towards his office. He peeked into the rooms as he passed them. On his right was a larger conference room with a big 12' long table and a dozen chairs around it with a small podium at one end. The room across the hall was obviously a break room with a sink, lunch table, a microwave and a refrigerator. Down the hall next came a couple of offices for other advertising agents. In one of them someone talking on the phone waved as Steve went past. The next room was Mr. Jenkins and as Steve came to the door, he knocked. *quot;Come in.*quot; came the answer from behind the door. Steve entered the office and found his boss behind the desk doing something on his computer. *quot;Steve! Great to see you! How are you doing?*quot; Mr. Jenkins said, rising to his feet. *quot;I'm getting better. I brought this - thought you might need some of this paperwork.*quot; Steve said, handing the briefcase to his boss. *quot;What's this?*quot; *quot;It's my briefcase, I guess. The State Police found it in the car and finally brought it back. I don't know what all is in it, but I figured you would.*quot; *quot;Let's have a look.*quot; Mr. Jenkins said opening the briefcase. He rifled through the papers inside and after a few minutes closed it back up. *quot;Yes there was some stuff in there pertaining to the account you was working on in Chicago, but in your accident, we lost all the paperwork. We got in touch with the client though, and resubmitted everything and so all this is just duplicate now - we don't really need it, but thanks for bringing it by. It's great to see you here in the office again, even if it is just for a visit. Can I get you a cup of coffee?*quot; *quot;No thanks, I have Linda downstairs waiting in the car for me. I just wanted to take a quick look around and see if anything came back.*quot; *quot;I see. And did it?*quot; *quot;Not here, but I did have a small breakthrough at the house yesterday. When the police brought the briefcase by, there was some other stuff with it. One of the things was a necklace I had bought for Linda. I remembered it and a few other things from Chicago when I saw the necklace.*quot; Steve explained. *quot;That's great news, Steve!*quot; *quot;Yeah, I have an appointment in a couple of days to see a psychologist who thinks that hypnotherapy might help me remember more.*quot; *quot;Well whatever it takes, Steve. You just do whatever is necessary to get back to normal. Our insurance is Göztepe escort bayan top-notch and we'll deal with all that when you get back.*quot; *quot;Ok, thanks.*quot; Steve said. *quot;Well, I'll let you get back to work. I'm just going to look around a bit more.*quot; *quot;Ok, Steve, sounds good. Just call if you need anything.*quot; *quot;I will.*quot; Steve said turning to leave. *quot;Oh, one more thing. You mentioned something about a vacation when you came over a few days ago. What was that all about?*quot; *quot;Well,*quot; Mr. Jenkins started *quot;Once you had landed the advertising contract with H