A second later, Neil felt his stomach lurch. Aaron and Paul had moved inside in opposite directions, and were shaking their heads. What? Neil opened his mouth to speak but stopped abruptly as Aaron held a finger to his mouth. Paul pointed at three doors on the other side of the room. He closed the door softly before he and Aaron walked forward to the doors. They gripped a handle each, guns poised. Aaron nodded. They threw the doors open together and burst inside. “What the fuck?” Neil moved from the middle of the room to look over Aaron’s shoulder. “What you got? Other room’s empty,” Paul said, joining them. The room was a similar grey shade to the rest of the apartment. It was bare, apart from a set of built-in wardrobes and a bare bed. Aaron looked at Paul with raised eyebrows. “Nothing,”
