Noah clicked his tongue in annoyance, his expression contorted with displeasure. He scrambled to devise a plausible explanation to account for this inexplicable turn of events.
"Shut your mouth and keep your distance from him for the time being!" Noah hissed as he released Vincent, motioning for the remaining guards to escort him away. "If you don't want the truth to be exposed, you'd better claim responsibility!"
Vincent neither agreed nor disagreed, maintaining a tough exterior as he was led to a higher security chamber.
For the next agonizing thirty minutes, Vincent battled the unease that gnawed at his chest. He couldn't fathom what unimaginable fate might have befallen Clyde, and the uncertainty only heightened his anxiety.
