Thinking she might’ve turned on us, I followed Sean Miller’s directions and made my way to the restroom, not feeling at ease at all.
There were six stalls inside. All were open except the one at the very end. I tiptoed in and slipped into the next stall, gently shut the door, and pressed my ear against the wall.
Since there was only a thin panel between us, their conversation came through loud and clear.
"So Lena, last night—was it fun? Pretty thrilling, huh?"
From the voice, I could tell it was a guy speaking.
Then Lena Carter’s voice followed, annoyed, "Seriously? Who told you to take matters into your own hands? What if you tipped her off and she gets suspicious now?"
The man laughed, “Please, if I didn’t do that, how were we supposed to lure out whoever Henry Smith
