Reinhard's eyes opened to unfamiliar ceiling patterns. And then he quickly realized it was Sirin's room. The memories of last night rushed through his mind, and he sat up quickly, then looked around.
Empty.
The side where Sirin should be was neatly made. He furrowed his brows before glancing around to see a single folded note weighted down by a crystal paperweight on the desk.
Reinhard crossed the room in three steps, then unfolded the paper. Sirin's article covered the page.
Reinhard - Had to leave early. Meet me at the History Department Vault section immediately when you wake. It's urgent! And be careful not to let anyone see you leaving.
The word "urgent" was underlined twice.
Reinhard frowned as questions multiplied in his mind. What was so urgent that Sirin couldn't wait? Or wake him up before leaving? They'd gone to sleep past midnight, so she couldn't have gotten more than a few hours of rest.
