Ivan
Before the man uttered another word, we were on him.
Vince pinned him against the door, I had his throat, and Luke appeared from nowhere with his bow out and an arrow aimed at the side of the man's head. Mary stepped out of the way, and only the girl seemed frightened. She pressed herself against the wall, her amber eyes wide in horror. The man didn't look bothered, and he didn't try to fight us. That was worrisome. It could mean he knew he could get out of this without issue.
