"Evelyn?" Skylar called out after punching the password on the door lock.
They walked into the house and were only met with silence.
"I don't think anyone is at home?" Clark said nervously. His palms were all sweaty and he was anticipating seeing his sister whom he haven't laid eyes on for years.
"Are you sure you ain't tryna trick me?!" Clark gritted in the heat of waiting. He was a nervous wreck and Skylar knew it which was why he kept mute to Clark's sudden aggression.
"Don't tell me grandpa was right. What now? Do you want to kill me? Where is your gun?" Clark shoved Skylar. Skylar kept his cool and pursed his lips.
"Oh, you don't want me to die an easy death? Do you want to torture me?! Ha!" Clark scoffed loudly, "Bring it on, I won't back down as well." His eyes turned dark.
"You don't want to do this, trust me" Skylar warned calmly.
