{Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." –Zora Neale Hurston}
The men walked around the room inspecting every bit and piece of every corner including the bathroom and closet, stepping into the walk-in closet to confirm Nicolás hadn't been here last night as the cameras had shown, and thankfully, they found nothing.
Annalise was only able to breathe properly when the men finally seemed to be done with their search, coming to stand in the middle of the room looking defeated.
"It seems we should have taken your word for it," And Adolfus smiled sheepishly. "Apologies."
"We understand, protocols of course," Luca said.
"We'll take our leave now, thank you for your cooperation." Adolfus's partner said, preparing to leave.
"And you can further help better by making sure to inform us if Mr. Moreno comes in contact with you."
She nodded. "Yes, yes, of course."
