The entire area was even more quiet. No one took a breath, no one even moved.
Except my father, who jumped out of his chair. “Boy!”
For the first time, Ajax acknowledged Pete by giving him a look that could k i l l. It was so chilling that even I had to swallow back.
Ajax silenced everyone with one look, even my father, who could not move or speak.
The air around Ajax felt toxic and before I could react, Ajax’s glass was suddenly soaring through the space between them and was smashing against Pete’s face, shattering the glass into millions of pieces. The shower of broken crystal glass made everyone duck and shout.
Pete falls backward, the force of the throw knocking him down. Ajax stands from his seat then, throwing the table in front of us to the side, hitting against the wall of
