Tori
The afternoon sun beat down on me as I locked my car. I had spent all night thinking about Cole, replaying our conversation over and over in my mind. His words felt like a haunting melody that I just couldn’t shake. He was fine but distant. Safe, but shrouded in mystery. And of course, the way he had reacted about Adam – it sent another wave of guilt through me. I headed toward the entrance of Billora. I had stopped here after work so that I could talk to Erik. Adam was waiting for me back at home and I knew I had to be quick, otherwise, he would be suspicious.
“Hi, I am here to see Erik,” I said to the receptionist who sat behind the counter.
“Oh, yes, he is in the canteen,” she said as she pointed to her left. I frowned. Why was Erik in the canteen? I wasn’t about to question it
