Seeing Red

Darius

Reese reached for the restroom door, tried turning the handle, then frowned. “It’s not opening,” she said, confused. “Sir, it’s locked.”

Arthur frowned. “Huh. Maybe she went to another restroom. There’s an out-of-order sign. She probably saw it and went somewhere else.”

Kendrick nodded. “Yeah, let’s check somewhere el—”

“Move,” I said.

Reese stepped aside instantly. I didn’t think. I didn’