Let's take a little trip back in time, shall we? A few tens of minutes ago, to be precise.
When Alan caught wind of Everly's thoughts, it was like a light bulb went off in his head. He started spinning around like a top, his eyes darting left and right, scanning every nook and cranny of this massive, old storage room. But no matter how hard he looked, he just couldn't spot it with his naked eye.
If only his leg wasn't sprained, he'd be running around, searching high and low. But alas, he was stuck. So, he had to resort to calling out to one of the men in black who was dragging two unconscious bodies behind him.
"Sean, can you do me a huge favor and look for a luxury box around here? It's got a dress in it. That woman over there stole it and brought it here."
