Chapter 21

Willow

The sound of my flip flops slapping against the tiled ground echoed all around me as I made my way down the hall. It was empty and quiet and for the life of me, none of it felt like a good sign. Anxiety twirled and unfurled in the pit of my stomach, but I did my level best to ignore it. That was all I could do at the moment.

A strange sense of dejavu washed over me. I couldn't help but feel like I'd traded this path before, with the same objective in mind. However, the more I thought about it, the more it dawned on me that my hunch was actually right.

I peeked into the first room that came up at my right. It was empty and I felt a groan bubble up to my throat. This was the third room I had checked, and there was still no sign of Carter.

Where the hell was he?

I knew I should have gone after him the moment he dashed out of that mini interrogation room. Instead, I'd stayed rooted to my spot, almost as if my butt and limbs had been glued to the metal chair I'd been seati