Apollo
I looked at the two people in front of me, my expression cold, and stripped of any trace of empathy.
As a businessman, I’d learned to tell when people were afraid. After all, I needed that skill to deal with business partners. I had to read people like a book.
There were always signs when someone was afraid, the little things they couldn’t hide. Some tried to mask it, even going as far as dressing up as an entirely different person. Others made it far too obvious.
And with these two fools in front of me, the fear was plain to see.
The woman stepped back instinctively, clutching the side of her dress. The man swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Pathetic.
“Y-you… what are you saying?” He stammered. “Is this how you should talk? Because of what happened, our child is in
