Noah reached Micah's door and slammed his fist against it, the loud thud vibrating through the hallway.
No response.
His patience was gone.
He knocked again, harder, and when the door didn't open immediately, he slammed his fist a third time, the noise echoing through the building.
A moment of silence, followed by the sound of footsteps moving quickly inside tworld into something far more dangerous. Lucas felt his gut tighten. He didn't know exactly what Noah was planning, but he had a strong hunch it wasn't going to be pretty.he room. The door creaked open slightly, just enough for Noah to see Micah standing there, looking unfazed. There was no fear in his eyes—only an unreadable expression that hinted at a level of confidence Noah wasn't expecting.
