For a moment, no one dared to move, nor did anyone try to comfort Grady Wright.
"Remember to be kind to others," Glenn Hutchinson's cold eyes flashed, a threat unmistakably apparent in the depth of his dark gaze. His voice was as chilling as frost, yet each word was clearly pronounced, causing their bodies to stiffen in place, "lest you bring disaster upon yourself."
Absolute deterrent, absolute threat.
Even the calmest person would be shaken to their core by him. His aura took the form of an invisible palm, grasping their hearts; it felt like he could snuff out their lives at any moment, should he will it.
They had faced many crises before, but never the face of death.
Yet Glenn Hutchinson, and even Flossie Wright, could effortlessly take lives. It was their survival skill, an ability far beyond their reach.
