Kelvin's hand hovered on the cold metal knob, fingers tightening slightly before he slid the passkey into the lock.
The light blinked green with a faint click, and without wasting a second, he pushed the door open.
The moment the door swung wide, his sharp gaze landed on Tryson, sprawled across the bed in a deep, almost unnaturally heavy sleep, completely unaware of the chaos waiting just outside his room.
Without hesitation, Kelvin stepped inside, Jude and two other men following closely behind as they hurried into the dimly lit space.
The men immediately began searching the room, yanking open closet doors, checking behind the curtains, even peering under the bed, their movements brisk and purposeful.
All the while, Jude's attention remained fixed on Tryson, his footsteps quick as he crossed the room and knelt beside the bed.
Once the men confirmed the room was empty apart from Tryson, Kelvin moved toward Jude, a concerned frown tightening his brow.
