Killain's Pov
By the time I reached Arianna’s Street, Elliot was already waiting at the corner, he had the security guard beside him.
The moment I stepped out of the car, I hurried walked toward them.
“Good day sir,” the head security guard greeted me.
“Thank you so much for this.” I gave him a handshake before he led us to the security post filled with the recording of the CCTV cameras.
The security team scrambled when they saw me, instantly alert. “Show me the recordings from last night,” I said.
“Yes, sir.”
The screens flickered to life with Arianna, descending the stairwell, moving too quickly. My heart hammered once, violently.
“There,” Elliot muttered. “That’s when the neighbor saw her.”
We watched in silence as she exited the building and stood beside the blue car waiting
