In a world of lies, betrayal and too many secrets, Lydia must navigate her way through without revealing her undercover identity. But what happens when she gets in too deep and her life is put on the line?
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Kade's grip tightens on my arm as he leads me through a cluster of chatting people. They shoot us a few frowns, but this doesn't seem to bother Kade by the slightest. The eyes that follow make me nervous but I'm excited to see what's so important to Kade.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
My question is met by a chuckle and, "Be patient."
My eyes scan over our surroundings but nothing pokes out of the extravagant ordinary. We walk through a side hallway almost tucked behind a display of boards for the charity their supporting. Kade and I walk down the hallway and I frown with confusion. The only marked door is for the bathrooms. This can't be right, I don't understand. However, I keep following, curiosity getting the better of me.
As we continue down the hall, a shorter man steps in our pathway. Instead of shifting to the side, Kade greats the man with open arms. From the glow of excitement on his face, it looks they're great friends.
"Hello, guys." He nods his head in each of our direction. "How are we this evening?" he asks.
"Very well, thank you." Kade answers him. "Excuse me for a moment?"
Kade angles his body towards mine as he learn in. "Keeping going straight, follow the hallway to the second, or was it the third door?" He playfully frowns and addresses the stranger, "I always forget."
"Thanks for the guidance." He slowly releases his grip on my waist.
"Have a goodnight," slips out of my lips as I promptly nod my head. I smile politely and slip past them.
I circle around the corner and keep walking. The second door is unmarked while the third door has the sign to the ladies bathroom. I understand that Kade reached the conclusion for the answer to be the third door, but he mentioned the second one to me and then the third to the stranger.
Looking both ways, I push the second door open and walking inside. Despite the dark and creepy vibes I'm getting from the supply room, I push through it. From the tight grip on my waist, and the excitement in his eyes, this must be the right place. It's an odd place to meet, but I like the secretive feel of it.
I pull my phone out of my clutch and turn the flashlight on. The device shoots out a beam of white light and the room is lit up in a small glow. I'm not scared of the dark but I think happy thoughts about kittens and Kade.
With the glow of the torchlight, I scan the room to familiarize myself with it. There's broken chairs in the corner, an open cupboard with stacks of table cloths, and napkins along with candle sticks and fake flowers for decorations. It's not bad, but I'd prefer a stinky bathroom any day.
I hear footsteps walking along the creaky floorboard outside so I turn my light off and wait. The footsteps stop in front of the supply door and I get excited. I bet Kade finally managed to shake that other man away and escape here.
