It's pretty simple...
You have a Vietnam Veteran guarding your hotel. In the middle of the night he hears people moving around downstairs and has no idea who they are or what they're doing. He grabs a rifle and checks to see wtf is going on. Once he verified that there was no threat he promptly apologized and returned to his room.
Doesn't sound like an issue to me.
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts and I looked and behold a pale horse, and his name that said on him was Death... and hell followed with him."