**Over at Justin's side**
He was sitting together with familiar acquaintances - members of the Nighthawk team in a moving van and each one of them, including him all had a solemn expression on their faces as they stared fixatedly at the person typing away furiously on the laptop.
Ding!
A notification that signalled the arrival of a message suddenly rang out, sounding particularly loud within the confines of the vans.
Adding to the fact that everyone was already tense with nervousness, the abrupt sound almost made them snap. So when Justin saw three pairs of eyes turn to look at him, he could only rub his nose in slight embarassment and muttered a soft 'sorry' before taking out his phone from his suit's pocket.