[ It's a quick and easy thing, he effects the more slow, steady pace toward the back, as if he's juggling tasks on his way back there. It's all theater, but Silco had done plenty of jobs over the years that it's practically automatic. Perhaps a little bit odd, that he could do so readily, but then again, old habits died very, very hard; and as much as Silco had tried to divorce himself from his past, there were parts that surfaced.
He tapped the card on the door when he made his way back, and slipped in with her, his eyes looking back and forth before he nodded.
Empty hallway, but it ends at a junction shortly up ahead. }
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He tapped the card on the door when he made his way back, and slipped in with her, his eyes looking back and forth before he nodded.
Empty hallway, but it ends at a junction shortly up ahead. }
Left or right?
[ He asked, his voice low. ]