"Ronald, where are the other guys?" She asked, straightening to give him a stern look. He groaned, "Probably in their rooms." She stood from the couch, her eyes narrowed. "No," she whispered, "I walked past their doors on the way here. They weren't inside. None of them."
For a beat, the room felt too small. She wanted to look for them, but she couldn't leave this floor without a guard taking her. Ronald finally looked at her, slowly, reluctantly, like he already knew he wouldn't like where this was going. "Kris, what exactly did you see?"
"Nothing, as I said, I just watched you guys. They said you were watching the moment you first saw me. It didn't make any sense to me. Then they were taken out, and the next one brought in." A heavy thud echoed somewhere above them, metal on metal, de
