Max called Lola's name as he opened the door and walked in, expecting to see her running down the stairs to hug him as she had been doing since they had opened up to each other and decided to take a chance at happiness no matter what came their way.
It's been two weeks of being overly busy, burying himself at work to revive his company and find out the spy amongst his employees. Two weeks of leaving the house early without even a good morning kiss to her and coming home late. There was a lot on his table and none seems to be making progress.
A week ago, he had shouted at his agents and almost deactivated a few of them for bringing back no news, but giving his old report that the mission they were sent seemed impossible. He has no time and there's no way he would know what was going through his enemy's mind even though he has been staying quiet.