"The party's over, people. I think you all better clear the hell out."
Some started to grumble but just then Talbot staggered out of the bathroom shaking cold water from his head. He lunged toward the liquor table, scattering guests in his wake, seized an open bottle and, raising it aloft, smashed it against the wall, keeping the jagged remains in his fist.
Someone gasped and then the party was plunged into silence. People fanned out, seeking tables, chairs, anything as protection. The boy had turned into a snarling madman.
"Talbot!" Alan took two steps toward him but stopped when the boy raised the broken bottle to a level with his throat.
"Get back. I intend to do a job on that big blonde bitch."
"Are you insane? Now come on, you're not that drunk so stop acting like a dope."
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