He pushed his way through and came in front of Nathan. He had black hair that had started to grey, tanned-skin with grey spots on his face, probably having suffered a disease recently. He had a muscular frame, huge hands and pot-belly that bulged out from the faded blue shirt he wore with Jeans. "I warned you didn't I? I told you to get your ass out of the road...You still ended up wrecking havoc you piece of shit..who have you killed now huh? You tell me?" The man grabbed Nathan's cloth at the neck, hooking him. Nathan stared at the man, trying to control his rage, and impulses. The others just stood silently watching. Drew stood rigid as well, equally perplexed about the situation and not knowing what to do amongst a gathering of well aged people. "You don't want to talk ehh? Cat got your tongue?" The man said, spittle flying into Nathan's face, making him squint and close his eyes. "Just let the lad go, the other one is safe" A woman said. "I knew this was gonna happen, wit
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