Daniel was supposed to have a peaceful sleep that night but it was disrupted by his son's arrival. And yes, he had been expecting Marcel's visit, but what he never imagined was for Marcel to come into his place with an entourage of soldiers.
No, his men should have never allowed him entry in the first place, but he finally understood why when his second in command was tossed to his feet like a ragged doll. Haz was beaten black and blue and it was no doubt Marcel's handwork.
"What is the meaning of this, Marcel!" He growled at him, fist clenched to his sides. Daniel did not feel sorry for Haz's condition, after all, violence was part of their lifestyle. However, it was the fact that Marcel had the guts to beat up his second in command and dumped him on his feet. It was the highest form of disrespect, especially in front of all these people. Marcel just insulted his pride.
