The relentless thumping of blood in her ears drowned out every other sound, muffling them and creating an eerie silence around her. Becky couldn’t be certain, but she thought she heard someone calling her name, their voice trailing after her as she sprinted away. Her feet were fueled by the determination to get away.
Ignoring the elevator, she descended the stairs in a frenzy, scarcely registering the strain on her muscles. The stairs seemed never-ending, but each flight brought her nearer to the ground floor, where the promise of freedom and fresh air beckoned. She needed it. Becky thought she was going to explode if she didn’t get out of the building right now.
Emerging into the lobby, the receptionist attempted to intercept her, obviously called by Ms. Clementine or Roman, but Becky w
