"What are you going to do about that bastard?"
Maxwell gazed up from his letter to Jacques and sighed. Will he ever be quiet? His head was hurting now with his relentless musings regarding the matter of Cameron. He was here now and, technically, this was indeed his home. And unless he did something from his side, there was no way he could react.
What if this was exactly what he was hoping for? For him to react in some way so that he could prove his point to Emelisse that he indeed had anger issues and she made the wrong choice choosing him. She did. Maxwell still felt like she could have done much better than him and yet he didn't want it to be made so obvious either.
"I say we kill him..." Maxim prompted again.
"I cannot kill him," Maxwell scowled, and he was glad that their minds
