"There's no time for pleasantries, Victor," Edgar repeated, his voice laced with urgency. "We need to talk. Now."
The room held its breath. Richard, still slumped against the wall, cast a wary glance at the newcomer. Mr. Harris, disarmed and subdued, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of fear and defiance.
Amelia finally broke the silence. "Victor?" she began. "Who is he?"
Victor exhaled a slow breath, his eyes never leaving his brother's. "This is Edgar," he said, his voice tight with a mixture of emotions Amelia couldn't decipher.
Edgar gave Amelia a curt nod, a hint of acknowledgment in his hardened gaze.
"And you," Edgar said, turning back to Victor, "need to come with me. Now. This can't be discussed here."
Victor hesitated, his gaze flitting between Edgar, Amelia, and the
