Megan said goodbye to her father and took a taxi back to Levx's apartment complex so she could talk to him about what he'd done for her father. About what Levx meant to her now that she knew more of the truth of why he'd done what he did. When she entered the lobby, it was eerily quiet. The receptionist wasn't around and no one milled about or lounged in the comfy couches and chairs spread around the place.
Where is everyone?
She had to get to Levx. Her sneakers squeaked across the marble floor as she hurried to the elevator bank. Slowly the elevator took her up to his floor. Please be there, please be there.
Though she had no idea what she would say when she saw him. The feeling of having to know he was okay, hear his voice, touch him swelled up inside her chest. She wasn't ready to forgive him just yet but at least she was ready to talk to him. And she needed to at least thank him for saving her father...saving her too.