Cora knocked on the heavy door.
There was no answer. She knocked again, then pushed the door open.
The room was dark and empty. Evan wasn’t there.
Maybe he was just late? But no, he’d left that note for her. Maybe he was in the garden. Cora didn’t love the idea of going out there at dusk, but waiting in this empty room might be worse. She could hear slow footsteps overhead. Was one of Evan’s bosses coming downstairs?