WESLEY'S eyes scanned the empty room, his mind racing with possibilities. Where had Nellie gone? And why had she left so suddenly?
He walked over to the bed, his eyes scanning the surface for any signs of disturbance. But everything was perfectly in place, as if Nellie had never been there at all.
Wesley's eyes narrowed, his mind working overtime to piece together the events of the past few hours. He had spoken to Cross, and then he had come back to the resort to confront Nellie. But now she was gone.
He walked over to the closet, his eyes scanning the empty space. Nellie's clothes were gone, and her suitcase was nowhere to be found.
Wesley's eyes locked onto the dresser, his mind racing with possibilities. Had Nellie left in a hurry, or had she planned her departure carefully?
He walked over to the dresser, his eyes scanning the surface for any signs of disturbance. But everything was perfectly in place, as if Nellie had never been there at all.
