Anna's POV:

Carl and I exchange glances. 'She didn't leave. She waited.'

"I found Miss Anderson at the gate." Alexander's voice is neutral. Professional. "She claimed to have business here. Out of courtesy, I brought her inside."

Nina sweeps past him. Her eyes rake over the room—over Carl, over Mia, over me.

No greeting. No acknowledgment of the staff.

Then her gaze lands on my face. Really sees me.

"You!" She points. "You're the girl from the ...