Chapter 5 - The Accused Man Tries to Hide His Panic
Inside the living room, David was frantically wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his shaking hand.
“This is insane, Mark! You’re listening to a traumatized woman who has clearly lost her mind in the dark!” David shouted.
“Does she look like someone who just wandered in here by accident, David?” Mark fired back, stepping closer to him.
The rescued woman clutched a throw blanket around her shivering shoulders, rocking back and forth on the floral sofa.
“She... she was supposed to be gone years ago,” David muttered under his breath, realizing too late what he had just admitted.
The entire room went dead silent, the confession hanging in the air like a heavy, poisonous cloud of smoke.
Mark stopped in his tracks, his fists clenching so tightly that his knuckles turned completely white with fury.
“What did you just say?” Mark whispered, his voice trembling with a lethal mixture of disbelief and pure anger.
David’s eyes widened in sheer panic as he realized he had just signed his own legal and social death warrant.
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He looked toward the front door, calculating the distance and his chances of sprinting past Mark to freedom.
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