Upon hearing what Ethan just said they couldn't believe their ears.
"A contract?"
Marcus laughed, but it came out slightly strained.
His fingers drummed nervously against his thigh.
"Look who's trying to back out now!"
"He knows he can't do it,"
Sarah whispered loudly, tossing her perfectly styled hair. Her red-soled shoes shifted restlessly on the pavement.
"Now he's trying to scare us with legal stuff. So pathetic."
Jake stepped forward, his designer shoes scraping against the pavement as he gained courage from the group's mockery.
"What's wrong, Ethan? Afraid to follow through?"
His voice was cold, though his eyes darted nervously to the security cameras.
"First you lie about houses, now you're chickening out of bets?"
"Classic move,"
Thomas sneered, adjusting his collar for the tenth time.
Sweat stained the edges of his silk shirt despite the cool air.
