Spence hovered where he was, by the doorway. He glanced after the departing Ocampo, then turned back in time to notice Alice heading toward the stairs. Great. Were they splitting up? He supposed it really made no sense to stick with either of them, since they both had cause to hold a grudge, but...
The first three steps were quick, nearly a jog, but he slowed considerably afterward. He just needed to catch up to Alice. Spence had had enough of wandering around strange mansions alone.