SILVER'S POV
I didn’t care how many times Dr. Grayson told me to stay back. After what had just happened in my room, there was no way I was going to sit on my hands. Someone had snuck into my room in the middle of the night and tried to kill me in my sleep. That wasn’t something you just ignore.
I grabbed a flashlight and stepped out into the night.
“Son, wait!” Dr. Grayson’s voice called from behind me. “You don’t know who that man was—or if he’s still nearby. You could be walking into a trap!”
I turned and looked at him. His face was tight with concern.
“I have to go, Doc,” I said. “I need to see if I can find anything. Maybe there’s a clue—something that could tell us who he is. I can’t just let this go. How do I know he won't come back?”
He didn’t like it. I could tell. His hands
