“I understand. I promise.” Kyle’s words lingered in the air as he urged me toward the shadowy corridor with a gentle push. “Go now, Miss Noa.”
His eyes, shining with a silent promise, remained imprinted on my mind as I began my trek down the hallway. I threw one last deliberate glance over my shoulder, seeing the detective follow my every move until he vanished from sight. The door behind me slammed closed with a thud. I need to pick up the pace if I want to meet Renia’s deadline.
Time was passing by the longer I lingered downstairs. Nervously biting my lip, I quickened my pace toward the middle of the hallway. My mind, however, remained on the man I had just left behind. The enigmatic detective was relentless in his pursuit of the truth—he was a man who would chase down shadows until they surrendered to him. Nothing was ever too insignificant, and no hint of a threat was ever too small for it to garner his full attention.
