Some time passed before John finally looked at me, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Who did this to you?"
I lowered my head and tried to hold back the flood, but it came anyway, spilling down my cheeks in broken streams. "Cameron and the Moore family."
The fury hit him fast. He slammed his phone against the floor, the crack sharp enough to pull eyes from every corner of the café. A waitress hurried over, her voice small and uncertain. "Sir, i-is there anything I can help you with?" He turned on her without hesitation. "Get out of my face!" She flinched, and I stepped in quickly, offering her a calm smile before things got worse. "Sorry for the trouble. Everything's fine here." She nodded once and retreated without another word.
"I'm going to kill both of them." John shot to his feet, chair scraping the floor as he made to walk straight out into whatever was waiting. I grabbed his arm before he could take another step.
