Bad behaviour

Two Weeks after, My uncle brought words to me that his friend had been found and brought home for questioning, he wanted me present and what other way than to witness how much fury he has left for his friend to have almost duped us .

"Mr. Corey, good evening sir".

Kent addressed me, a man old enough to be my father was driven with horrific ideas or thoughts I can sense that my uncle had a hand in..

"Nephew, I called you here so we could talk like gentlemen?".

He offered me a chair, as his friend kept on ogling at my face.

"Nice, so what is it?".

I opened the floor for questioning...

My uncle looked at his friend, with the same expression on their faces , maybe they were thinking I have come to ripe out their hearts and drink their Blood..

"So! Don't keep me waiting "

I slammed the table, attaining back their attention .

My uncle started off my apologizing for what happened and then once again promised to make it up to me, he said a lot of things but there was nothing in it that