Chapter 38. Nate Is Angry

A tired and defeated Rachel put her hand on the doorknob. With merely the slightest pressure of her wrist and the door swung open. In her dazed state, her eyes widened with surprise. She knew Nate’s house was secure, he probably had his security detail watching his house 24/7 but she also knew Nate was a meticulous man, almost mechanical, and he would never leave the door unlocked at…3 in the morning. Damn! Had she been out drinking and talking her sorrows away for that long?

She stepped into Nate’s home, it was fast becoming a place she was familiar with. Rachel noted the darkness in the hallways and the living room. Quiet.

Eerily quiet but she was too emotionally distraught to be scared of the dark as she usually was. She found the stairs through the dark, putting her hands out as feelers to navigate her way. Her mind was dull but she was aware enough to know that she had to walk carefully to not disturb the quiet of the house.

When she passed the library however