In the chaos, Ryan was being pulled along by Mia as they dashed outside. His mind raced, and it didn't take long for him to piece together what was happening.
The commotion caused by the bodyguards outside the room had been loud enough that there was no way the people inside hadn't heard it.
There was only one door to the room, and Ryan had thought he was trapped with no way out. But somehow, he had managed to slip out.
This was the third floor. How could anyone have gotten out? Did they jump?
It seemed impossible, but the serious expressions on the faces of those burly men made it hard not to believe.
"Hurry, Ryan, hurry! Don't let him die!"
Mia's urgent tone as she tugged on Ryan's hand confirmed his suspicions.
Die? That couldn't happen.
Before they could explain the situation and figure out the next clue, that person couldn't die. Otherwise, how would Ryan clear his name?