Schuyler's P. O. V."Ezekiel." I held him by his wrist just as he was about to approach them. I shake my head at him after he averted his attention on me. "Just.. Let them go already." I pleadingly said. "It's not like they can do anything—Besides, you have their daughter, right? And even if you won't tell me if she's already dead or whatever you did to her, it won't be worth it if you will pay them more time for a mere threat, right?"Mere threat, Schuyler? What am I even saying? Knowing their family, they won't take me and my parents lightly, but I just don't want to add more fuel to the fire."Not worth it, you say?" Ezekiel asked with no emotion in his face. "Mere or not, it's a threat, Schuyler. Look around us," he motioned his head to the side. "Killers are everywhere. Mere or a serious one, a threat will always be meaningful in these people." He clenched his jaw and avoided his eyes on me. "And no one should ever dare threaten my wife under my watch."Ezekiel continues walking
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