Kyle...didn't shift back. Nope, he bristled, jaw jutting out stubbornly. "If any of you go in don't touch anything." It was, for all intents and purposes, a crime scene.

Darlene wrapped her arm through Traver's and leaned her head on his shoulder a moment. "I was waitin' for you." She didn't want to go in alone and Kyle was guarding the door.

"Anyway, we can get you into a hotel for tonight." Kyle continued.