The man was trembling with fear and left quickly, as if running for his life.

The scene frightened Kennedy, and a sense of foreboding crept into his heart.

And Rafael, sitting in the middle of the couch, had a flash of viciousness in his dark, sunken eyes.

With shaky steps, Kennedy tried to maintain composure as he addressed the others, "I'll go upstairs and check. Please, continue chatting, don't mind us..."

As Kennedy ascended the stairs, nearly stumbling several times, a feeling of dread gripped him. Upon reaching the second floor, he pushed open the door and only to find the bedroom empty. He approached the steward with a trembling...