She Confessed, I Clapped
"Micah, who the hell do you think you are? You lived off Rachel, spent her money, and still had the nerve to kick her out? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
I motioned for Colin to take Thea outside.
"I need to talk to Peter alone."
They traded worried looks before heading to the door, though they kept watching me the whole time.
Their concern warmed my chest.
Peter started to raise his fist again.
I stopped him.
"Assault is a crime. Keep going, and I'll let the cops handle you."
He looked pissed, but he lowered his hand.
I studied him.
He claimed he was here to defend Rachel, but his eyes kept darting around the room, greed written all over his face.