The Ultimatum

HAZEL

They don't say anything. They just move to the sides of the room like they're guarding it.

Then a familiar face walks in behind them.

He's tall, well-dressed, and wearing a dark grey suit that looks expensive. His hair is neatly combed back, and there's a polite smile on his face. The kind that doesn't reach his eyes. Something about him feels off immediately. Like he's wearing a mask.