C42 My death?

Getting out of the cab, I rushed inside the tall skyscraper. Chad met me before the elevator.

"She's still here. But I'm not sure which floor she is on," he said. His purple strands were ruffled, pointing to the amount of times he ran his fingers through them. "But she's not with Elizabeth, nor are there any meetings she needs to attend. Even Mr. De Sylvano isn't present."

I frowned