Chapter 16 - David Confronts The Four Arrogant Boys In An Abandoned Warehouse
Deep beneath the industrial district of New York City, an abandoned brick warehouse served as the final tribunal for the four wealthy heirs.
Chad Kensington, Brantley Sterling, Wyatt Holbrook, and Preston Caldwell were shoved into a circle in the center of the dusty concrete floor.
They looked battered, stripped of their expensive suits, wearing standard gray detention jumpsuits that erased their elite social standing.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows as David Miller walked out into the dim overhead spotlight, flanked by Major Bishop and Vanguard operatives.
The four boys stared up at him in absolute terror, recognizing that no lawyers, politicians, or family fortunes could reach them here.
“Look at you,” David spoke softly, his voice echoing off the brick walls with the weight of a thunderous judgment.
“A few days ago, you laughed while my daughter lay unconscious in a hospital bed with six fractures in her jaw,” David continued, stepping closer.
“We were just having fun! It was a fraternity prank! We didn't mean to go that far!” Wyatt whimpered, collapsing onto his knees in tears.
“Fun,” David repeated the word as if it tasted like poison on his tongue, stopping directly in front of the cowering young men.
“When you broke my daughter’s face, you woke up something that should have stayed buried in the dark forever,” David said quietly.
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“What are you going to do to us? Are you going to kill us?” Chad whispered, shaking uncontrollably as he stared into the Phantom Commander’s eyes.
“Killing you would be too merciful,” David answered coldly, turning his back on them as federal transport vans rolled into the warehouse bay.
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