"H-How could I know where that wench is?!" Emily stuttered back, trying not to sound weak compared to Darcy's authoritative tone.
Darcy sneered and went directly for her throat. The crowd outside the door gasped at his blatant act of violence. Darcy grabbed her by the neck and pushed her up against the wall.
"Tell me where she is. What did you do to her?!" Darcy growled.
His patience was wearing thin but Emily was not planning on spilling a single thing to him. She held onto his hands, struggling to free herself. Her face was red due to lack of air and her body was about to combust.
"Hey! What are you doing?! Leave my mother!!! You bastard!!" Tristan burst through the crowd and went straight for Darcy. Darcy looked back and threw him off with one hand.
Tristan was already hurt an
