The door creaked open just as the Old Man's hand dropped weakly to his side.
A nurse rushed in, halting at the unexpected sight before hurrying to his bedside. Her voice was brisk but professional as she glanced briefly at Davis.
"Sir, please, we need a moment."
Without waiting for a response, she sprang into action, checking vitals and calling for backup as another team of nurses and a doctor rushed in behind her.
Davis stood aside tensed and reluctant, his face blank, and expression unfocused as he watched on.
Taking deep breath before he stepped out of the room. His mind swirled with questions and unease.
"What vault?"
"What's inside that requires the key to be hidden, locked in a safe of its own?"
"Just how important is it?"
"What secrets does it hold?"
"And no doubt, it will be buried deep under other documents and files," he mused.
