Adrian Kane slammed his fist against the armrest, his voice rising with barely contained rage. "Help me get revenge? It's all over, you said. It's been nearly a month now, and where's the news? There has been nothing, not a single word. I think you've been lying to me this whole time. There was never any plan to deal with this, was there?" His face flushed darker as he continued, the words tumbling out faster. "If this doesn't get resolved soon, how am I supposed to face my friends? They'll never let me live it down. They'll laugh at me behind my back, and I'll know it every time."Adrian had believed, truly believed, that his father would take care of Andrew Allen and his people. He'd waited in this suffocating room, day after day, expecting word of some decisive action. But the silence had stretched on, and with each passing hour, his frustration had curdled into something uglier. His father's promises felt hollow now, like empty words meant to placate a child.Someo