"Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on," Kirk shouted, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife. The sudden shift to English made everyone turn to face him as if they'd just remembered he was in the room, the air thick with unspoken revelations.
"We're very sorry, young man. It's rude of us to speak in our mother tongue when we have foreign guests. Please excuse us," Noni said with genuine warmth. Jared grunted something unintelligible and stalked out of the room, his anger leaving a lingering scent of aggression in the air.
"Come with me, Kirk—I will explain things on the way. I need to get Dale home." Juke's voice carried barely controlled tension as he adjusted Dale's unconscious form in his arms.
Kirk's face darkened as understanding dawned, color rising in his cheeks. "That cocksucking motherfucker, I'll kill him. I need a knife. Give me a weapon." His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Why didn't you assholes speak English, where does he live? I'l
