Chapter 75: Things are worse than they appear.

Mason's thoughts plagued him as they searched.

"It should be down this hall," Hannah muttered.

They turned left, down a short expanse of corridor that ended in another right turn. A cleaning cart sat up next to the wall, one door propped open.

Hannah's step slowed as they neared the room, her eyes growing larger.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her past the room, casually glancing in. Two housekeepers had several big, black trash bags sitting near the doors.

If one resort employee was in on it, more could be, too.

"Mason." Hannah squeezed his hand.

"I know."

Housekeeping was clearing out the other two girl's belongings.

He'd bet money that Natalie and Christine were gone. And not headed home.

Mason couldn't protect Hannah and find two missing girls. He had to take care of Hannah first, then he could figure out his options for a search and rescue.

"What are we going to do?" Hannah's voice broke and she squeezed his hand.

"We're getting out of here."