Before Iris could change her mind, she was already by Tyler's house. It had been a long trek, but she didn't feel tired. Nervous energy was running through her system as she crouched near his building.
When there was no sound for a couple more minutes, she dashed inside. There were swing doors blocking the ground floor from the stairs, and they were her first challenge. With a little effort, she could push them open, but that would certainly be noticed by people inside, if anyone was in the hallway.
For a good minute, Iris just sat next to the door, listening. There were certainly people inside—she could hear them speaking in the distance—but they were muffled by two sets of doors to the point that she couldn't make out anything they were saying.