Mike paced the room like a caged animal, his fists clenched at his sides, his face tight with frustration. His mind was racing, replaying the events that led to this moment, and the anger only burned hotter with each passing second. Elizabeth-his sister-was gone, taken by Uncle Nick, and it was Mr. Black's fault.
He stopped pacing for a moment, turning to glare at Mr. Black, who stood silently by the window, staring out with a tense expression. Mr. Black, usually so calm and in control, seemed on edge, his fingers drumming lightly against the windowsill, his jaw clenched tight.
"How could you let this happen?" Mike's voice was harsh, accusing. "You were supposed to protect her! You promised she'd be safe with you."
Mr. Black's gray eyes flicked toward Mike, his expression unread
