Present
Brandon
By the time I reached the hostel, I was so wound up tight with concern for her that I didn’t give a f**k about the security guards and the man who was at the desk, looking at me like I was a madman as I made enquiry about her room number and marched down the hall. But when I knocked on her door there was no response. I was at it, until the man from the desk told me that she hasn’t returned. I might have growled at him because in the next second I was left alone with an unopened door. I was about to turn around myself and go back, but the scuffle from the other side had me freezing at the spot. “I know you are in there. I could hear you. Open the damn door, Ellison, or I’ll knock it down.” I heard the soft footsteps and felt her on the other side. “Open the damn door. I am
