LANDON’S POV
I straighten my jacket, pretending to adjust my cuffs as I walk toward the hallway. Elise watches me with a smirk. Her eyes are heavy with expectation.
"Don’t keep me waiting too long," she purrs.
I force a chuckle, keeping my expression neutral. "Wouldn't dream of it."
As soon as I step out of sight, my entire body tenses. Every instinct tells me to leave, but my curiosity about that red door won't let me.
What the hell is behind it? It called to me the second I saw it, and if there's one thing I can't resist, it's a mystery.
I move down the dimly lit hallway as silently as I can. When I reach the red door, I test the handle. Locked. Of course. But locks don’t keep me out.
Slipping a small pick from my pocket—a habit I never quite let go of—I work the mechanism. A qu
