As the sun dipped below the horizon, Mako grew increasingly worried. Hours had passed since he last heard from Bill, Erin, and Iris. It wasn't like them to be out of contact for so long, especially on a mission of this importance. Mako had been pacing back and forth in the hotel room, anxiously waiting for their return.
He had tried calling them repeatedly, but there was no response.
By nighttime, his concern had escalated into a gnawing fear. Something had definitely gone wrong, and Mako couldn't sit idly any longer. He mainly had fully recovered at this point and was ready for action. He picked up his communication device and reached out to Nathan and Leon, his voice filled with anxiety.
"Guys, it's been hours, and I still haven't heard from Bill, Erin, and Iris. I'm really starting to worry. We need to do something."
Leon's face appeared on the screen, his expression mirroring Mako's concern. "When did you last hear from them?"
