Blackie took one look at Ethan's expression, sharp and predatory, like a lion moments away from ripping its prey apart, and instantly wiped the grin off his face.
"Uh… Boss? I think… we can go in now?" he said cautiously, pointing toward the now-empty entrance of the Serenity Hotel.
From where they stood, they could see Henry waiting on the interior steps. The man met Ethan's gaze and offered a slight, deferential nod, just restrained enough to feel intentional.
Ethan slowly pulled his temper back under control. A different approach surfaced in his mind. Instead of tearing the place apart, he would see what kind of game this hotel was playing, and more importantly, who Jenny really was.
Without saying a word, he stepped through the main doors. Blackie hurried after him, his earlier awkwardness already forgotten.
"Boss! Boss! We hit the jackpot! We can buy so many roast chickens!" Blackie said, his excitement barely contained.
