"Time to eat! Sherry and Leonard, go wash your hands."
Finally, Rachel and the others returned, bringing the dishes to the table in the courtyard one by one. [Deception] had his arm around Warner's shoulder, whispering something that no one else could hear.
John stood up and, as he passed by [Deception], grabbed his shoulder and squeezed hard. In an instant, [Deception]'s face turned red.
"Wha... What's the matter?"
"Nothing, any problem?"
"No problem, not a bit."
[Deception] took a deep breath, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from crying out in pain.
"That's good."
"What are you two talking about? Come on, aren't you hungry?"
"Coming, coming."
John squinted his eyes and gave [Deception] a fierce glare before following Sherry away.
Yes, John was getting his revenge. He had been put in a difficult position, and not retaliating wasn't in his nature.
