Riley’s POV

Amelia did not wait for me to even catch a breath, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with her, moving so fast I had to match her pace without asking questions. 

There was something in the way she held me that made it clear this was serious, not just another problem we could walk into and talk through.

We moved quickly through the halls, and I could already feel something was wrong before we even reached Leslie’s quarters. The air itself felt tense, like something had already started and we were late to it.

Amelia pushed the door open hard, and it slammed against the wall...