Back at it Again (One-on-One)

“That’s....” All the color left Arlo’s face and he panicked. “That means she’s in trouble.”

 

Arlo paced.

“Okay. We have to find someone who knows where she is, and we have to get them to tell us. Those are our two needs, right?”

 

“So... where can we find a person who might know where she is?”

 

Arlo frowned before heading for the hallway.

“Let’s go look around.”

 

Arlo led them through the hallway, looking desperately for any sign of Val.

“Let’s head to the trauma ward. Maybe we can find a sign of her there.”

 

The trauma ward was busy. Apparently snow breeded a lot of accidents.

“Let’s spread out,” Arlo said. “See if we can find any clues.”

 

"Yeah, of course," Arlo said, going down the aisles.

 

A leather wallet peeking out from one of the beds would catch Landon's eye. If he had been walking any faster, he would have missed it.

 

The wallet was old and worn. It had a thin pocketknife, a license, and some various cards. The license showed Val, glaring defiantly at the camera.

 

Arlo was hovering near a bed, frowning. He saw Landon approach and straightened up.

"Did you find anything?"