The apartment was modest in size, not spacious, and not cramped. There were several rooms there, Kevin checked them one by one. All the rooms he checked were empty, no one was there. Until he arrived in front of the last room.
"Sir, this room is locked. I can't open it," Kevin told Brian.
"Is that true?" Brian immediately approached his assistant. And it was true, the door was locked, unlike any other room.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
Brian knocked on the door.
"Is there anyone inside?"
"Dave, are you inside? Answer me," Brian said trying to get the boy to communicate.
Waiting for a few minutes, still, no answer, made Brian and Kevin exchange glances.
"We'd better break down the door, sir," Kevin suggested.
Brian just nodded in agreement. In his heart, he wished that the boy he was looking for was in that room.
Brian and Kelvin break down on the door together for a few minutes.
BRAKK…
