The trip back to the resort felt way longer than I had earlier or even in the morning. Nikolai held my hand tight, his fingers massaging mine as we made it to the front entrance of the resort, then up the stairs.
Immediately, we got there. However, I could tell something was wrong.
The door was slightly ajar, even though I could remember locking it behind me.
"Nikolai," I started to say, but he brought a hand to my lips, stopping me in place.
Slowly, he walked in, and I followed behind him. The room was intact, nothing destroyed or anything. It was definitely not a thief.
"f**k," Nikolai suddenly said, and I turned, my brows furrowing.
My lips parted to ask him what it was, but I saw it before I could ask. His box of injections was broken and scattered on the floor, and the syringe
