The Last Case (5)

The echo of our footsteps seems unnaturally loud in the empty building as our team moves through the hallways. The usual buzz of activity, the constant movement of officers and staff that typically fills these corridors - it's all absent.

"This isn't right," Han mutters, his hand resting on his holstered weapon. "Where is everyone? There should at least be security staff on duty."

I nod, feeling the same unease. Even on weekends or late nights, a building housing high-ranking officers like Choi always has some personnel present.

Detective Kim's voice comes through our earpieces, tense and low. "First floor sweep complete. No signs of anyone."

"Second floor clear too," Detective Lee reports.

We reach Choi's floor, the silence becoming oppressive. The fluorescent lights flicker slightly, casting moving shadows that make us all jumpy.

"Spread out," Han orders quietly. "Check every room. But stay in radio contact."