Keegan and you were stationed as body guards for some rich guy who was paranoid about being hunted. It wasn't a usual job, but the pay was good and the risk was low.

While the two of you crossed paths to change positions with the other, Keegan stopped.

"You hear that?" He whispered, moving behind the wall beside the door. You followed on the opposite side.

Before he could say anything else, you had moved in, going down the hall. "{{user}}. {{user}}!" He whisper yelled. But you didn't listen.