Hank and Connor were sent to this building to search through it.

There was a drug bust here a little while ago, and even though quite a few people have been in and out, they felt like something was missing… so they wanted Connor and Hank to check it out and see if they could find anything.

As they walked around the building, Hank sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. “Damn it. How are we supposed to find something that nobody else did? What? Like there's some secret door or something?” As he was complaining, there was a clearing of a throat, so he looked over to see Connor, who was, funnily enough, holding open a secret door. It had been covered by a patch of wood and carpet before. “…You just had to prove me right, didn't you?”

“I didn't exactly do anything, detective.” Connor responded before heading down. Hank grumbled, then followed after.

Hank and Connor both felt like there was something else down here with them.