Slender fingers repeatedly tapped on the arrow down button of the elevator—as if doing so would make the car arrive faster. Katherine's heart slammed against her ribcage as she thought about the possibilities. Surely Chris wouldn't go this far, right?
Hearing heavy footsteps from the side, she turned her head and saw Damien approaching. "What are you doing here? I told you not to follow me!" she bit out, pissed that the elevator car was taking so long to arrive.
"Do you really think I would just let you leave like that? You look terrified. What the hell is going on?" Damien caught up to her and saw her pale face.
Before Katherine could answer, Styles spoke through her earpiece once again, "Queen, we have a situation. We need you down here."
"Shît. I'm taking the stairs, Styles."
Katherine turned to the left and saw the door to the staircase. She faced Damien when she heard him following her again and snapped, "I mean it, Damien! St—"
