The moment Brian was flung down by the security guards, he struggled up to head back in.
He needed to speak to Grandmother Wright.
Scrambling to his feet, he was slammed into the wall so hard that he coughed and struggled to catch his breath.
Damon was there.
This time, his hand wasn't on his collar, it was around his neck.
Slowly, Damon tightened his grip on Brian's throat and Brian choked.
"I said it earlier but you didn't seem to hear me," Damon snarled, "Did you think you could hurt my wife and get away with it?"
Brian's eyes flicked to the doors and Damon's free hand came up to hit Brian in the face.
"No one is going to save you now," Damon's voice was so sharp that Brian flinched.
"You can't kill me," He tried to sound confident but failed.
"I can," Damon snapped, "I am Damon Wright and you're a nobody now, I can do anything I want."
