Mr Kingsley looked nervously at Keegan, "Take responsibility?"
"That's right," Ashton stepped a single step closer to Mr Kingsley, "You wanted to talk it out, let's talk right here, right now."
Beads of sweat began to appear on Mr Kingsley's pudgy face as he faked a laugh.
"Mr Wright, you're such a reasonable man," Mr Kingsley let out a humourless chuckle, "Surely you know that I will do all I can to maintain our good relations."
Ashton's poker face didn't even twitch, "So you'll allow us to charge Keegan with assault, slander and send him to jail?"
Mr Kingsley's face went so deathly pale, so quickly, that it seemed he was on the brink of passing out on the spot.
Keegan, who was still on the floor, let out a low moan at the mention of jail.
