Chapter 19“Stop here. Here.” Wyatt slapped on the driver’s seat, leaning forward to tap Vanessa’s card against the reader the moment the guy slammed on the brakes. “Thanks.”
He was out of the car in moments and ran up the steps of the house, nearly colliding with Mrs. Cain in the front entry. “Sorry.”
The sound of Azua’s barking interrupted whatever Mrs. Cain was going to say, and Wyatt took off up the stairs.
He found the apartment door unlocked and followed the sound of the dog’s whining. Wyatt freed her from the bathroom, holding out hope that he’d find Saal in the bedroom. But he wasn’t there. And neither was his bottle.
“Saal?” He called his name and checked the other rooms before going back out to the living room to find Azua scratching at the front door.
He pulled the door open
