Ash’s fingers were locked around her wrist and she had no chance to break free from the hold as he pulled her up the stairs and down the corridor. He past many doors, bedrooms, offices, and closets with Lola tugging and cussing behind him. 

Whenever she tried to press her heels into the carpet she was pulled forward and held up only by his brute strength.

Ash didn't stop, no matter how much of a fight she put up and he wouldn't tell her what the problem was either.

His ...