Nevaeh sucked in air as she stood before the building complex that stood tall like the mountain of fear weighing heavily on her heart. She felt cold crawl over her stomach as her eyes glanced over the building. There were hundreds of people working inside, some who had worked with Elle for years. What if someone recognizes her and could tell she wasn't Elle? She dragged in another round of shaky breath.
That shouldn't be possible.
She didn't know what to expect, but she wanted to believe everything would be fine. It had to be because she was in a precarious situation and finding a clue was of great pertinence to her. It was the only way she could save herself from the impending doom that loomed about her. Nevaeh didn't know what to look for, but she hoped Elle must have left something, anything that could help in finding her.
