"So, have you heard anything from the disappearance of Mr. Russell?" Bruce asked Xander whose attention was completely somewhere.
Bruce noticed it but didn't bother himself with it.
"His family's private investigator is working on the case, but they still can't find him," Xander replied, sipping from the coffee he'd ordered earlier. The coffee tasted bitter, making him frown in disgust. He poured some spoons of sugar into it but it didn't make much of a difference.
He gently pushed it away from him, already ded up with it.
"It's been almost a week and still nothing?" Bruce asked.
"That's right. According to his employees, he usually leaves work early on weekends and goes to the bar. But nothing was found out when the investigator went to the bar. He just disappeared," Xander finished.
