Chapter 6 - Ethan Stares Down Three Men He Underestimated
The temperature in the dining room plummeted as Marcus stepped past the foyer archway.
“You called us, little sister,” Marcus said, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder before a storm.
Grace nodded once, her hand still resting protectively over her stomach.
“I called you, Marcus,” Grace replied steadily.
Ethan blinked in confusion, looking back and forth between his wife and the three intimidating strangers.
“Grace... who are these maniacs? Are they your clients or something?” Ethan demanded nervously.
Lauren hid behind Ethan’s shoulder, whispering frantically, “Call the county deputies right now, Ethan!”
Julian stepped forward, cracking his knuckles as he stared directly at Ethan with utter contempt.
“Maniacs? We’re your new worst nightmare, corporate boy,” Julian spat out the words like poison.
Derek walked over to the dining table, picking up the untouched roasted tenderloin with a disgusted look.
“She cooked you a five-year anniversary dinner, and this is how you repay her hospitality?” Derek snarled.
Ethan finally pieced the terrifying puzzle together, his knees turning weak beneath his tailored trousers.
“Wait... you’re the Walker brothers? Grace’s brothers from Chicago?” Ethan choked out.
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“The very same,” Marcus smiled, a cold, humorless expression that didn't reach his eyes.
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