Chapter Seventy-One

Brody's POV

Thomas opened the door with a spare key and we both walked into the apartment. "I can't stay here." I told him and walked out of the house almost immediately.

I wondered if Karen was comfortable in the small and dusty house. After a few minutes he came out of the house with a frown on his face. "Why did you leave?" He inquired.

"I just couldn't cope with the dust, the room's dirty and unkept. You don't stay here, do you?"

"Well, I did stay here," he said and my eyes widened. "Not for long, it was just for two days."

"I can't even stay in that room for more than a minute. It just doesn't suit me." I replied.

He cleared his throat. "Karen's not in the room." He told me.

My heart raced rapidly. Where could she have gone to? "Have you checked everywhere?" I asked.

He nodded and sat on the floor. "I don't know what to do, she's not there but I don't think she went somewhere far." He answered.

I frowned. "Where could she have gone?" 

"I don't