#Chapter 52: Gone Again

Amber’s POV Through the crack in the door, I saw Olivia sitting behind her desk, looking critically at the man standing in front of her. His back was to me, and I didn’t recognize him, especially in his hat and coat. I truly didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but that sounded like a threat. Or like blackmail. Though I didn’t have any love for her, if Olivia was in some kind of trouble, I still wanted to help her. Maybe it was the Healer in me. Or maybe I just couldn’t stand to see anyone mistreated, even someone who didn’t like me. Either way, before I could hear anymore, Olivia looked over and caught me standing in the doorway. “One moment,” she said abruptly, stopping the man from continuing. She stood from behind her desk, walked toward me, and then closed the door right in my face, all the while holding my gaze with a hard, unwelcomed expression. I stood there a moment, wondering if I should have done more to intervene. Maybe I should knock? Maybe I should tell someone what I’d