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Jennifer followed on Louisa’s heels as the two of them hurried along the fourth-floor passage to the room Nathan and Constable Havers were searching.
“She can’t have gone outside,” Jennifer said in a voice that lacked certainty. “That’d be crazy. She’s got to be hiding somewhere in the hotel. All we need to do is look for her.”
“We have looked for her,” Louisa said, neither slowing nor looking over her shoulder. “If she’s hiding, she’s doing a good job of it. Whether she’s still here or has fled, we need to tell Nathan, so he can get the search for her organised.”
Nathan appeared in the doorway of the room, drawn by the voices from the passage. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Who’s missing?”
Louisa scowled. “You’ve got the ears of a bat, Nate, anyone ever tell you that?” She wasn’t r
