161: I Want You Back

CLINT

I stood in the dimly lit room, my phone held tightly in my hands, my gaze fixed on the screen for what seemed like an eternity. Keira's voice interrupted my trance, pulling me back to the present.

"Clint, what's the problem? You've been staring at your phone for a while now."

I blinked, trying to compose myself, but my mind was already racing. "I... I'll be back," I replied, my voice hurried and distracted. Without giving her a chance to respond, I abruptly left the room, a sense of urgency propelling me forward.

Frantically, I grabbed my coat from the hanger and fumbled for my car keys. I needed to move, to do something, anything, to find the answers that eluded me. The weight of the unknown burdened my thoughts, and I couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling that something was going to go wrong.

As I rushed to my car, my heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my hurried footsteps.

"Clint!" I heard Keira call out my name. The worry and panic in her voice were impossible t