Chapter 36 Retribution For The Wicked

• The crisp autumn air suddenly felt heavy as Rafayel's imposing figure appeared at the entrance of the elite kindergarten. Mr. Thompson's eyes widened in recognition, a tremor evident in his voice.
• “M-Mr. Rafayel,” he stammered, stumbling forward with an outstretched hand.
• Before he could make contact, Rafayel's palm connected with Thompson's face in a resounding slap. Once, twice, without mercy. The sound echoed through the courtyard, drawing shocked gasps from nearby parents and staff.