Nnenna shifted soundlessly, flattening herself behind the door just as someone stepped in.
Through the thin crack of the hinges, she caught sight of the intruder. Cynthia.
The girl's expression was sharp now, not innocent like before. Her eyes scanned the room carefully, lingering on every corner as if she knew something was off.
Slowly, her gaze settled on the bed. She walked closer, retrieving a phone she had hidden beneath the blanket.
Then, she stopped.
Her head turned toward the door.
Directly toward where Nnenna stood.
Nnenna's eyes narrowed. She followed the line of Cynthia's gaze, and her stomach tightened.
A shadow. Her shadow. Stretching across the floor, exposed by the faint light slanting through the window.
What a rookie mistake, Nnenna thought grimly. Looks like I really need to put more effort into my stealth training.
But this was not the time to scold herself. Cynthia was stepping closer, eyes narrowing, suspicion sharpening with each cautious step.
