"Sir, have you found her?" Rod asked.
"Not yet."
"Should we call the police?"
"I've already sent someone to look for her," Alexander replied, his voice heavy with tension.
Had he made a mistake? Every time he thought of Melissa's words, his heart clenched. What if something happened to her? How would he explain this to Hermosa? What had he done?
"I hope she's okay. She seemed so heartbroken," Rod said with concern.
"I'll keep looking. If you hear anything, let me know immediately."
"Of course, sir. Be careful."
"Mm."
The night grew darker, with an oppressive atmosphere suggesting rain was imminent. Alexander walked tiredly to the door of his room, his hand reaching for the key card when the door suddenly swung open. Phoebe stood in the doorway, her face filled with worry, illumina
