SECOND SIN
Still nothing from Noah.
Nathan stood outside the building now, his bag slung over his shoulder, arms crossed against the evening chill. He stared up at the towering glass facade, eyes tracing the line of windows until he found Noah’s floor. It was dark with no light. Either Noah was still out, or he’d left without calling.
Elle emerged a minute later, waving a small notebook triumphantly. “Got it. Forgot it on my desk.”
“Okay. Let’s go.” Nathan turned slowly, but his gaze lingered on the dark windows one last time.