Fickle

Trent and Melanie glanced at each other then at the man and their eyes widened further when he stepped aside and the someone else come in behind him.

“You?” Melanie sputtered while Trent looked on helplessly then he started to turn red in anger and he rose.

“I should have gotten the police to put you in a cell then lock it up and throw the key far away where no one would find it and save you.” He yelled angrily, spittle flying from his mouth.

The huge man took a menacing step forward and stared Trent down. “If you do not sit down and speak politely to Mr Nikols I will be forced to put you down like a rabid dog.” He said sternly and Trent lowered himself but refused to stop talking.

“So you brought a thug into my building to force me out and embarrass me?” Trent continued, his eyes bulging and red.

“My building Trent..” Cameron said as he took a seat at the head of the table and sat down leisurely and looked arrogantly at Trent.

“And as for embarrassing you, I did not need to do a sin