Kyrell got to work the moment he was inside his room. There was no room for delay. The more he wasted time, the more dangerous it'd be for Sienna. The murderers were relentless and it seemed they wouldn't be stopping until they killed her, even if it meant they had to eliminate other people to get to her.
Rubbing his forehead in dismay, he called his good old friend and teammate.
"Ky, I thought you wouldn't ever call us. Why is the wind blowing in a different direction today?" the man on the other side teased the moment the call connected and Kyrell rolled his eyes, wondering how his friend was this energetic at this time of the night.
"Xavier, cut it, will you? I called you for something important," Kyrell didn't entertain his joke this time and jumped to the important matter without beating around the bush.
