Marco POV
I reach Viktoria’s suite and glance back one more time, making sure Kyra isn’t trailing me. The hallway is empty and silent so I knock lightly and wait for Viktoria's voice to ask me who it is. By now she should be awake, wondering what the day holds for her. Well, I'm here to make a few suggestions. I knock again louder. Then louder. Then harder. No sound comes from behind the door. That's odd.
Frowning and looking down the hallway again, sweat breaks out on my back. I knock again impatiently, and when the silence stretches too long, I push the door open and step inside.
I can immediately tell the suite is empty.
And it's not the “she stepped out for breakfast” empty. Or the “she went for a bath” empty. One glance at the bathroom area confirms that. The door there is open,
