“What do you mean, gone?” Ozouf asked, his eyes flashing angrily.“What I said: she is gone. I have no idea where she is, or how she escaped,” Vivian said casually, shrugging.It was the wrong thing to do. Immediately, Ozouf's cheeks flushed, and his facial muscles became rigid as he stomped towards her. Grabbing her by her collar, he jerked her close to his face, gritting his teeth as he said, “I told you to keep an eye on them,” his voice slowly grew louder, “I mentioned to you that she would be tricky!” Now he was close to screaming, “I TOLD YOU THAT IF YOU LET HER GO—” His sentence was cut off by the sound of knocking. Throwing Viv to the ground, he straightened his clothes, and began walking towards the door. Directly before he reached it, he spun around, bitingly remarked, “I’ll deal with you later.”(Door opens in a low voice slowly to the left) “How dare are you come to my door step?” Ozouf asked, raising his voice as he loomed his eyes straight to a gentleman standing by
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