Chapter 41 Forty-one
- Zeke's POV
- As I gazed into Chris's face, his presence irked me more with each passing moment. "Don't you think it's getting late, Mr. Chris?” I finally said, my tone carrying a subtle edge of authority.
- Chris smiled, but there was something unsettling about it, his eyes glinting with a hidden agenda. “I think perhaps we both need to leave.” He suggested smoothly, his words laced with a veiled threat.