Lucas’s eyes darted to Silas, his suspicion growing. “That’s a weak story, Silas,” he said, his voice low, trying not to push Adrian too far. “A guy with no name, just happens to know Ashley’s with Iron Claw? You expect us to believe that?”
“Tell me again Silas—what was your claim?” Adrian demanded, his voice low and menacing, his eyes boring into Silas, searching for any sign of deceit.
Silas laughed nervously, his hands shaking as he tried to keep his composure. “I… I think there was a mix-up,” he stammered, his voice unsteady. “Like I said, I’m not sure about it. The person who told me might’ve been lying or got it wrong.” Every pair of eyes in the room locked onto him, the silence heavy, everyone waiting for what he’d say next. In an instant, Adrian surged forward, slamming Silas aga
