#Chapter 224: The Shard

Tessa

Roderick stood in the center of the room, taking in the scene—open suitcases, rumpled bed sheets, belongings left behind. It was as if Huxley and Krysta had just up and left behind all of their things in the middle of the night.

“You’re sure everything was like this when you entered?” Roderick asked, glancing at me.

“Yes,” I replied with a nod. “The maid opened the door, and it was exactly l