Chapter 123: James (4)
His fist went through the plaster leaving a gaping hole. "I’ll torture and kill you," he whispered his voice a low dangerous growl.
James walked out of the mansion and got into his car. Adam was waiting for him in the passenger seat a silent and imposing presence. James looked angry and tired his face a swollen mess.
"Did you get what I asked you for?" Adam asked his voice a cold flat monotone that sent a shiver down James’s spine.
James held out his bag. But then he remembered the money he had taken from Philips. It was still in the bag. In his anger and his haste he had forgotten to put it somewhere else. He tried to pull the bag back but Adam was too fast. He grabbed the bag with a surprising strength.
"What’s wrong?" Adam asked his eyes boring into James’s. "What are you hiding?"
James smiled a nervous pathetic smile. "No I’m not hiding anything," he said his voice a little too high a little too shrill.
He found a small packet of dollars inside the bag. He was very surprised. He looked at James his eyes burning with a cold fury. "So you’re blackmailing him and asking for money," he said his voice a low dangerous whisper.
James’s face was covered in a sheen of cold sweat. He was about to deny it to lie his way out of it. But Adam grabbed his collar and pulled him close their faces just inches apart. "Give me the right answer," he said his voice a chilling promise of pain.
"Yes," James stammered his voice a pathetic whimper. "I’m getting money from him. The school doesn’t pay me enough. I have a family to support."
Adam let him go. He took all the documents from the bag and kept the money. James was furious. He started to curse Adam under his breath a stream of vile and impotent rage.