Panic spread instantly across everyone inside the grand banquet hall. The joyful atmosphere vanished the moment armed men in dark uniforms barged in, blocking all exits and standing guard with stern, threatening expressions. The music stopped abruptly, replaced by nervous whispers and fearful glances from the guests. The air grew heavy and suffocating, as if even the walls were holding their breath in dread of what was about to unfold.My Father’s face turned pale and shocked, then shifted into deep dread as a man stepped forward. The resemblance was clear—same sharp features, same build, same intimidating aura. It was my Father’s older brother, Lloyd.“Lloyd…” my Father mumbled, his voice trembling just enough for me to hear.Lloyd? He was the relative we rarely spoke of, the one whose name was only mentioned in warnings.“How are you, my dear brother?” Uncle Lloyd greeted playfully, wearing a mocking smirk. He walked slowly, as if he owned the place, while rumors and whispers spread
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