“Professor, if there is any problem with my note, you can tell me directly.
He looked at the watch.
“No. This has nothing to do with your note.
Then he walked to the door.
And closed it.
I heard the click of the lock.
My heart started beating hard.
He returned to his desk, leaned both hands on the edge and said:
Don’t tell anyone what’s about to happen.
I took a step back.
“What are you talking about?”
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to someone.
“He’s here,” he said quietly.
I squeezed my bag tightly, ready to go.
“I’m leaving.
Emily, please. Just give me five minutes.
Open the door.
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He opened it immediately.
That reassured me a little, but I was still ready to go out.
Then I heard steps in the hallway.
