When Daniel rushed outside at the sound of the commotion, all he saw was the van disappearing at the end of the road. His heart clenched painfully as if gripped by an invisible hand, and his breath hitched in his throat.
His face darkened, ominous and oppressive, like the sky before a violent storm.
The grim expression he wore was enough to chill anyone to the bone.
A surge of anxiety and fury coursed through him, the rage burning like a wildfire, threatening to consume every shred of his reason.
"Who did this?" Daniel growled, forcing the words through clenched teeth. His voice was low and guttural, each word dripping with fury and menace as if it was from the devil.
His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned pale, and the veins in his arms bulged like coiled snakes, read
