An eye for an eye

What Elijah said made the angry mob start eyeing each other nervously, knowing that they all just got paid to be there.

“Is he threatening the journalist?” A protestor mumbled.

“I think he's talking to us.” Another protestor whispered. “And what he said makes sense. Why should we accept peanuts from Amelia Hayes when he can offer us a bigger bag of peanuts?”

The ones around him that heard his remarks started nodding in agreement as they began forming small groups to discuss amongst themselves, forgetting to chant.

Seeing their reactions, Elijah smirked, knowing that the hint in his message was getting picked up by the right people, even though at that moment, he heard one of the reporter's whisper, “How arrogant of him to say something so insensitive... Bragging is not going to help his case at all.”

After those words, Elijah turned away from the news Lady and walked off, getting into his car.

When he looked outside the window, the once-angry mob that was chanting insults was now stan