As she stood there, frozen, the girl suddenly looked up, her eyes meeting Angela’s through the sliver in the curtains. In that fleeting moment, Angela saw a plea for help, silent but unmistakable. It was all the confirmation she needed.

Angela stepped back and took a shaky breath. Her mind raced through the steps she needed to take. She turned and hurried back inside, her resolve hardening with each step. Her first call was to the police, reporting her suspicions about the man and the girl in Room 112. She described everything she had seen, her voice steady with determination.