"My mother was involved in this too?" I asked, surprised at my own question. Involvement of my mom only meant one thing. Whatever that was happening was bigger and ran more deeper than I had expected.
"Go home Katherine. This is not a place you should be at. Head back home and never come back here." He said in a crabby tone.
"I'm not going back anywhere until you tell me what's happening." I yelled.
"Fine then." He straightened and walked towards the table in the center. He flicked his hand forwards and a chair slid out in my direction on its own. "You might want to sit down for this." He warned.
He sounded irritated by my pestering and I was afraid he would change his mind and send me home. So instead of defying him further, I settled as he ordered.
