Chapter 84. Trespasser

ARDEN

Fortunately, at the very last second, I spotted a door, covered by a curtain, to my left. I slipped inside just as footsteps echoed down the hallway.

The room was dimly lit, but even then, I could tell how well-maintained it was. This only deepened my curiosity about what this place was. I kept the lights off, crouching low as I peered through the thin crack between the door and the wall. My heart pounded in my chest.

Winters entered his office.

Even from a distance, his suspicion could be seen. He began to scan the room as he walked, his eyes flitting over the table, landing on the chair slightly moved from its original position, even to the faintest indent on the rug. He was meticulous.

I held my breath, daring not to even blink.

He strolled through the space like a predator surveying its territory. His eyes narrowed, and I could feel his presence pushing into the hidden room I occupied. The moment stretched unbearably long. I could hear t