Kayla's POV
I quickly retreated into a corner of the hall. After confirming that there was no one around, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and dialed Nathan's number.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unreachable..."
When the call went to voicemail for the fourth time, I decisively closed my phone, realizing that I couldn't reach Nathan.
Panic and unease filled my heart simultaneously. I paced anxiously, praying incessantly, hoping to know whether Nathan was there before the situation became worse.
"Kayla?"
Startled, I turned around, making sure to hide my phone behind me.
"Harrison."
I forced a smile, watching as Harrison, not far away, approached with a smile, arms open.
But I remained stiff, accepting his hug.
"What's wrong? You look nervous."
Harrison sensed my unease, asking with curiosity.
"Nothing." I forced a smile, counteracting, "You seem happy. Does that mean the investigation has made progress?"
"You guessed right."