Chapter Sixteen
Tyson
Elliewasn’tatourtable when I returned. My brow furrowed as I glanced around the area quickly. There was no sign of her. I’d been longer than anticipated after running into Clara, but I hadn’t taken that long. I sat down the drinks, scanning the crowd on the dance floor. She wasn’t there either.
Something squirmed in my gut, a feeling of dread I couldn’t explain. I circled that ballroom twice. I searched every face in that room. She wasn’t there. Ellie wasn’t someone who blended in. She stood out.
