Tyler spat out the blood from his mouth and rubbed his jaw. “I understand. Now can I go play my game? They're all waiting for me.”
"Let's go, Damon," I tell him. "Good luck in the game tonight!" I add as we finally allow him to leave.
Tyler glares after us, but he doesn't try to do anything stupid. He knows he's no match for us.
"I think we should have done more than that," Damon says as we walk away. "Guys like Tyler don't learn so easily. You need to make an example out of him to keep him and others away from Autumn."
"Are we only speaking about Autumn or Clarissa as well?" I ask.
I've been noticing his strange behavior around her recently, and I wasn't sure what to think of it.
"Autumn, Clarissa, Anya. We must protect the women in our lives from men like him." He answers.
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