Chapter 107
~ Hailey ~
I slumped onto the couch, staring at the space where Nathaniel had just walked out. At the door that had closed behind him. At the emptiness he'd left behind that somehow felt more oppressive than his presence.
I couldn't believe it. My mind was racing, spinning, trying to make sense of what I'd just seen.
No... no... no... it wasn't Nathaniel. It couldn't be. It didn't add up.
The clothes. The clothes of that man at Obscura weren't the same clothes Nathaniel had been wearing when I'd seen him at the bar earlier that evening. I remembered distinctly — Nathaniel had been in casual wear when I'd run into him.
But the masked man had been in something different. Something more formal. More deliberate.
And the timing. It hadn't taken more than a few minutes after
