Onyx's POV
It was a shack. One so dilapidated that it had me pondering how he lived like a rat in it.
My eyes went to Torch, who shrugged before sweeping his eyes around in a search. The door flew wide open when I kicked hard against it to see Mr. Carter standing on his feet.
His eyes fell on me before they went to Torch before he sprinted, heading toward the door at the back. I followed immediately, yanking him back so hard that his body went thud on the ground.
He wriggled, trying to stand up when I placed my shoe on his chest, forcing him back down.
“I did nothing wrong.”
“You surely didn't.” I responded before holding a hand out to Torch, who placed a little knife on my open palm. “But you did enough to have me spiraled out.”
“You are not entitled to do this to me. You kn
