Antonio pulled out a mysterious spray from his bag and misted it over the door, revealing hidden, shimmering lines. "Step on this, and we'd have triggered a deafening alarm," Antonio warned, his voice low and serious. The crew exhaled a collective sigh of relief.
Antonio's earpiece crackled to life. "Mark, can you hack the alarm system?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the door.
"Already on it," Mark's voice replied, calm and confident.
Moments passed, then Mark's voice came through again, "Alarm's down, Antonio. You're clear to proceed."
Antonio gave a swift hand signal, and his crew flowed into the room like a well-oiled machine. As they entered, the lights flickered on, illuminating their surroundings. "Search every inch," Antonio commanded. "Find anything connected to Lily Williams." The crew dispersed, their eyes scanning the space with laser-like focus.
