The girl turns her head to look around the man, giving me a satisfied grin that makes my stomach turn. I spin on my heel as I head for the door. Obviously I was given the wrong room number. I’m stopped in my tracks almost immediately though, when a deep voice calls out to me. “Where are you going?” I don’t turn around, continuing to stare at the doorway as I speak. “Sorry. I must have the wrong room. I’m Skyla Parris.”
