Charging in from the driveway was Brenda's husband, Greg, his face flushed red with aggression, pointing an accusatory finger directly into Marcus's face.
Chapter III: The Double Escalation
Marcus didn't back down an inch, meeting Greg eye-to-eye in the center of the garage.
"Your wife just destroyed my three-hundred-thousand-dollar car," Marcus said coldly.
Greg sneered, leaning in inches from Marcus's nose, his voice spitting with fury:
"She warned you! You think you're above our rules? You think you can bring this trash into our community?!"
Marcus’s jaw locked as his eyes narrowed into cold, lethal focus.
"You have no idea what she just started," Marcus said in a low, dangerous rumble.
Greg shoved his chest forward, screaming at the top of his lungs:
"You better worry about what we do next!"