Hearing the noise, Wilson entered the room and tried to separate them. Then he was thrown against the wall. "Stop this," he said, signaling to the guards.
Two men grabbed Stuart by the arms and pinned him against the wall. He was able to see Childe lying on the floor. His eyes were full of hate, anger, and pain. "Let me go," Stuart pleaded as he struggled to free himself.
The men looked at Wilson and made a commotion. "Do you want us to teach him a lesson?" they shouted.
Wilson shook his head and said, "No."
Childes' face was covered with blood, he sputtered, coughed and stumbled as he stood up. "My Enemy. My dear brother," he shouted, glaring viciously at Stuart.
Beads of perspiration covered Stuart's forehead. Then he clenched his fist. "LET EDIE GO! TAKE ME!" Each word he spoke g
