She frowned as she looked around, surveying the room, one hand still holding the door open.  The lights were still on, and Adam's suitcase lay open on the floor near the TV set - some of its contents spilling out and on the floor.  The bed was a mess that told her he'd been in it not too long ago...

However, he was nowhere to be seen.

The brunette released the door and strode to the bathroom, turned the knob and pushed her way in.  As with the main room, her former boyfriend was not in there, either.

Stephanie frowned, a feeling of great concern overtaking her.  Where would he have gone at a time like this?  Adam could be unpredictable at times, which was something she'd learned over the two years that she'd been his girlfriend - he had the tendency to behave and react rashly, which was obvious with the way he'd broken up with her, and with Amy only a couple of hours earlier.

The brunette wondered what the Canadian had been thinking - and doing - just before he'd left the room.

Then, she suddenly noticed that the curtain on the window near the bed was slightly awry.  That is, it appeared to be pushed over to one side, as though Adam had been standing before it and staring outside.

"Oh, no...Please...no!" Stephanie cried as all the blood suddenly drained from her face.  As she stood by the window, she realized that there was an empty parking space directly across the building.  And if she looked just a little further, she could clearly see that the rental Adam was using was also missing.

The diva turned and rushed for the door, hurrying out and instantly going to Kurt's hotel room.  As she reached the door, she knocked frantically, her sense of unease worsening by the second.

"Kurt...Kurt!"

Not a moment later, the door was opened, and the Olympian gazed out at her.

"Steph...What's wrong?"  His expression grew worried as he saw the look on her face.  He put an arm out, ushering her inside.

Stephanie stared into his face with fear.

"Kurt...We have a situation on our hands...Adam's gone!"

"Gone?" Angle asked.  "What do you mean 'gone?'"

"He's gone!  I was just in his room...I looked out the window, Kurt - and his rental is gone..."  The brunette shook her head vigorously.  "But...that's not the worst of it...The car I think Paul may have been renting is also gone!"

"What?"  Kurt's blue eyes widened just a tad as he absorbed the implications of such a thing.  "Steph, do you think...?"

Stephanie nodded.

"I think Adam has something in mind...I-I think he might be trying to lure Paul or something..."

The Olympic Gold Medalist was silent for a moment as he thought furiously.  Then, "Oh, my God...Did he ever give Amy back her gun?"

The brunette's eyes widened in stark terror.

"I...I don't know!"

"We'd better ask her then..." Kurt said, firmly placing his hands on either of the woman's shoulder.  His heart was now hammering away in his chest uncomfortably at thoughts he didn't want to consider.

The brunette nodded wordlessly, then the couple rushed to the door and headed directly for Stephanie's room.

The moment the door was open, the two of them stepped up to Amy's bedside.

Although laying on her left side, the redhead was no longer asleep.  She appeared to be putting up a brave facade, as she was not crying.

She sat up as she noticed Kurt and Stephanie before her.

Angle knelt at the woman's bedside.

"Amy, there's something we need to know..." he said, deciding there was no time for preamble.

The redhead blinked at him silently.

"After you were shot...did Adam ever return your gun to you?"

Amy blinked again, her brow becoming marred by a slight frown.  Then, "No...No, he didn't..."