Lewis could have ended it with a single word. One look, one command, and his men would have torn the mess apart.
He didn't.
He stood there instead, silent and still, letting the shame soak in. Letting every sound, every ugly moment, burn itself into memory. It felt deliberate. Like he wanted everyone involved to feel it deep under their skin. He wanted everyojne to see the kind of people they were and no room for falsifications of events. No one could deny anything cos they were so many eyes on them.
Then, with a faint sigh, he said flatly, "This is blocking the view. Theo, close the door."
"Yes, sir."
Theo pulled the door shut. The noise vanished at once, sealed behind thick wood and darkness. Whatever was happening inside was no longer meant for public eyes.
Lewis turned back to the guests. His posture straightened. Calm settled over him like a second skin.
