(Noah)
The knock hit the door once and stopped.
Not twice.
Not three times.
Once.
That told me more than anything Kane had said in the last ten minutes. Men who knocked twice were impatient. Men who knocked once were certain. They already knew someone was inside and they weren't asking. They were announcing.
I looked toward Kane.
He was already positioned to the left of the door frame without being told. That was why I trusted him. Kane didn't need instructions in moments like this. He just moved to where he needed to be.
Ethan hadn't moved from the kitchen island.
Smart.
I crossed the room and stopped just to the right of the door.
"Who is it?" I called.
Nothing came back immediately.
Then a voice answered from the other side.
"Building management."
I almost laughed.
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