Samantha's POV
The footsteps resounded along the little corridor, each sound jolting me with tension. The person coming proceeded with a steady, measured speed that expressed confidence, not as if in a rush. or familiarity. I looked at Alex; my breath stopped as his jaw locked and his body stiffened in anticipation.
"What now?," I murmured, my voice hardly heard.
Alex's gaze swung from the open window at the end of the study back toward the hall. Wait behind me. Should we have to, we will figure something out.
Though my nerves were still frazzled, the quiet determination in his voice calmed me. Originally here seeking answers, it felt as though this location itself was meant to guide us further into Royce's convoluted web, therefore guiding us toward another trap.
The footsteps got l
