KYLE
I didn’t wait to ask for more details. I turned and bolted down the hallway toward Valerie’s room, my heart pounding as dread crept in. Evans and Chris followed close behind, their footsteps echoing mine.
I shoved open the door with more force than necessary, and it slammed against the wall. Much to my disappointment, the room was empty.
The bed was neatly made, untouched as if she’d never been there. My gaze swept over the space, searching for any clue, any indication of what had happened. Her scent lingered faintly in the air but offered no direction, no answers.
“She’s not here,” Evans muttered, his voice low and tense as he stepped further into the room. He began searching, pulling open the closet door and checking behind the curtains. Chris joined him, lifting the edge of th
