Paul, who had initially convinced himself everything would be fine, suddenly shivered. He shrank back, stammering, "I... I'm Paul. Rocky, d-do you need something?"
"So, you're Paul," Rocky said, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint.
Under Rocky's sharp, icy stare, Paul gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. His fear was palpable, cold sweat soaking through his back. He had no clue why Rocky was focused on him and how he even knew his name.
Paul had no idea what had drawn Rocky's attention, but he knew it couldn't be good. No one Rocky zeroed in on ever walked away unscathed.
His throat tightened, choking off his words. His eyes widened in terror.
"I remember last time you were here, someone called your name," Rocky said, his tone almost casual as he lit a cigarette. He took a s
