"Are you serious right now?" I ask, my voice rising. "He's in there and you're telling me I can't see him?"
"Ma'am..:.:"
"Move," I repeat.
Nothing. He doesn't even flinch and just like that…..my panic turns into anger.
I'm about to push past him myself when a hand reaches out from behind me.
Zane.
He doesn't say anything at first, doesn't argue, doesn't waste time. He just steps forward….And grabs the man by the throat So fast it almost doesn't register.
The guard stiffens instantly, his back hitting the wall with a quiet thud as Zane holds him there. His not really choking him but to make it very clear he is not someone to be thrifiled with.
The second guard doesn't move, doesn't intervene he doesn't even try.
Zane leans in slightly, his grip firm, his voice low…too low for me to hear clearly.
But I catch pieces.
"…don't make me repeat myself…"
"…you're in the wrong place to test me…"
"…open the door."
The guard nods quickly.
"I…..yes…..yes, sir," he stammers.
