Vincent turned to stare at the wardrobe. Katelyn’s heart started pounding wildly, threatening to leap from her chest at any moment.
If they found Alfy, she’d have no good excuse at all!
Vincent’s eyes darkened as he faced Katelyn. “Did you just hear something coming from inside there?”
With a forced smile, Katelyn replied, “Perhaps a hanger just dropped.”
“How could it be just a coincidence? And this wardrobe looks like the perfect size to hide someone.”
Vincent’s questioning grew more intense with every word.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Katelyn’s forehead.
She had never been so nervous before.
At that moment, she was completely out of plausible explanations.
Desperate for a reason, Katelyn blurted out, “Mr. Adams, you’re thinking too much. I would have noticed if someone were here.”
Just then, Jaxen approached, giving Vincent a slight shake of his head.
He had inspected everywhere else in the room. The wardrobe remained the only unchecked spot, likely Alfy’s hiding place.
Jaxen’s gaze fixed on the wardrobe. “Your personal belongings are inside. It would be improper for us to search. Could you open it for us?”
Though she felt resistant, Katelyn had no real option but to comply. She knew her reluctance would only make them more suspicious.
It seemed Alfy had chosen quite the moment to cause a stir.
Taking a deep breath, Katelyn shut her eyes and swung open the wardrobe door.
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At worst, she would have to come up with another lame excuse to get through this.
As soon as Katelyn opened the wardrobe, Jaxen leaned in and scrutinized every inch.
However, it only contained a few of Katelyn’s everyday outfits, with no trace of anyone hiding inside.
Had they been wrong all along?
Feeling the tension drain away, Katelyn relaxed completely.
After inspecting the whole room and finding nothing, they had no reason to remain suspicious.
Vincent’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the room once more.
He was certain he had heard something. The voice was Alfy’s, no doubt about it. Now, the question was, where was she hiding?
The weight of worry seemed to lift from Katelyn’s shoulders as she faced Vincent.
“Mr. Adams, you’ve looked over everything. That should put your mind at rest, shouldn’t it?”
Vincent shifted his focus to Katelyn.
Her ease was a clear sign that an issue had been resolved. With a steady voice, Vincent said, “If you need me, don’t hesitate to call.”
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Katelyn locked the door after the men left and then slumped against the wall with a heavy sigh.
As she had flung open the wardrobe earlier, numerous excuses had flashed through her mind.
Yet, where had Alfy disappeared to?
Where could she possibly be hiding?
Whispering, Katelyn called out, “Alfy? Are you there?”
Suddenly, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Rushing there, Katelyn found Alfy awkwardly trying to emerge from a bathtub brimming with white foam.
She reached out to help Alfy by the arm.
“You were hiding in here?”
Soaked and disheveled, Alfy nonetheless wore a triumphant grin.
“Yes, clever of me, right?”
The bathtub in the hotel was spacious enough to easily accommodate an adult.
A layer of thick, white foam and scattered rose petals shrouded the water’s surface.
As long as Alfy kept her breath held under the foam, nobody during the search would have suspected looking in the bathtub.
With the situation as it was, Katelyn found she couldn’t dismiss Alfy.
“Go take a warm shower. I’ll find you some fresh clothes.”
Alfy beamed a grateful smile. “Thank you. I know you’re the best.”
Outside, Vincent walked away, deep in thought about the unfolding events.
There was no magic in this world, and people didn’t disappear into thin air.
Their failure to locate Alfy indicated they hadn’t searched thoroughly enough.
Jaxen rubbed his chin thoughtfully, pondering the dilemma.
Suddenly, they both looked at each other, the same answer instantly appearing in their minds.
“The bathtub!”
Jaxen had been responsible for checking the bathroom. He clenched his teeth in frustration. “I should’ve thought of it. Alfy was smarter, flipping our expectations.” The bathtub was often overlooked, a fact Alfy had cleverly used to her advantage.
Jaxen didn’t hesitate; he turned back and knocked on Katelyn’s door.
Katelyn’s heart raced at the sound.
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