Astrid and Elio stood silently, not knowing how to react.
Meanwhile, the online chat was alive with banter and jests.
[LOL, is Parrish seriously acting like a third wheel here?]
[Parrish, for the love of all that's holy, move your giant mug off the screen. It's killing my appetite.]
[Guess I'll shoot my shot in this chat, too. Any takers for a date?]
[Hey, bro, looking for an online fling? I've got a gallery of options right here!]
[Parrish, you're one of a kind!]
[Yo, everyone, can we stick to the topic? Isn't there a sugar mama out there for Parrish?]
The live stream's chat had suddenly been hijacked by those seeking companionship.
Maddox was at a loss. "Why are they looking for dates in a live stream?"
Jack shrugged, "Guess they're looking for someone to 'share the lovey-dovey stuff with.' It's less overwhelming when you're not the only one forcing to watch that."
Maddox was utterly perplexed. After a moment, he gave his assistant a thumbs up. "You're a piece of work, you know that? By the way, have we heard from the safety patrol we sent up the mountain?"
"Nope, we should have heard something by now. Hang on, let me make a call," Jack said, pulling out his phone and stepping outside.
Maddox watched the screen intently but couldn't shake off a creeping sense of foreboding.
Minutes later, Jack returned, his face etched with worry, "Boss, I can't reach anyone."
Maddox's brow furrowed. "No one at all?"
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