Chapter 84 Following Her

(Emory's POV)

"Holt, say that again, I lost you," I say, and turn around to find the room empty.

The staff door is swinging. Barely, just a few inches, the way a door moves when someone has pulled it shut too carefully. Nora's coat is gone from the hook. The air still smells faintly like her, soap...

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