Once. Nothing.
Twice. Still nothing.
The bill smoldered, and he tried again, watching Esme's anxious eyes as he held his breath. Finally, on the fourth try, the smoke detector responded, and the piercing wail of the fire alarm echoed through the hotel. The entire building seemed to shudder with the sound as people stirred from their rooms, doors swinging open on every floor.
Aron looked at Esme, worry in his eyes. "But how will we find him in all this chaos? They'll try to escape too if they think there's a fire."
Esme's jaw was set. "They're kidnappers, not ordinary guests. They won't run with Cain if they think it's a real emergency. They'll want to keep him out of harm's way, and they won't risk exposing him or themselves in a crowd."