Reunited

The Tremaine Hotel had seen better days. The grand ballroom, once alive with the sound of music, was now silent, save for the distant hum of construction. Room 408 was on the quieter side of the building, offering a vantage point from which they could view most of the side street.

Morning light filtered through the curtains, revealing a sprawled Kate, deep in sleep. Daniel, ever vigilant, had been up for hours, communicating with Ara and Ron and keeping an eye on the streets below.

There was a soft knock on the door. Daniel, gun in hand, approached cautiously, peeking through the peephole. He sighed in relief when he saw Ron, his signature fedora tilted rakishly, and Ara, eyes hidden behind a pair of oversized sunglasses.

Opening the door, he let them in. Ron, all smiles, greeted him with a hearty slap on the back, while Ara gave a curt nod, immediately settling down with her laptop, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Kate stirred, awakened by the noise. She sat up, blinking in c