C13 SILENCE.

“Uhm,” Brandon said, hesitantly. “I’ll go—I’m going home—Done with today’s work.”

“You aren’t going anywhere yet,” Ethan said, looking at him with those black, creepy eyes.

What?

Brandon watched, frozen, as Ethan started unbuckling his belt before unzipping his suit pants. Oh, fuck. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be fucking happening. But it was happening