THE UPSTANDING DAVID MALCOLM

Chapter 10

Alexander screamed until his voice cracked. He slammed the car door so hard the sound shook the narrow street, then sweat ran down his face. His hands trembled like a man with fever.

He had parked a few blocks from his family house, but the distance felt like miles. He could not go home not today. He was supposed to fly for a big business deal, but how could he leave now? Two men had humiliated him in public. Two men one old and weak, one had taken everything from him: pride, face, and control.

His chest burned with shame. His heart raced fast, wild like a hunted animal. He wanted to grab David, press his hand hard against David’s throat, and squeeze until he begged. He wanted to force the old man to spit out the names of who helped him. How could he let that old man walk away with two million dollars? Never.

Alexander’s jaw worked. He stared at the street. His mind replayed the slap, the fall, the way everyone had watched him fail. If he did not get revenge, respect would slip away f