That’s when she saw him—Dr. Harris—moving quickly down a side hallway. There was something different about him, something tense in the way his shoulders hunched forward, his usual calm demeanor replaced with an urgency that made her pulse quicken.
Without thinking, Jennifer followed him at a distance, keeping to the shadows as he made his way toward an unmarked door she had never noticed before. He paused for a moment, glancing over his shoulder, and Jennifer ducked behind a cart of linens just in time to avoid being seen.