C212 Party (I)

Without a word, Hazel opened the car door and slid inside, leaving the two men standing in a charged silence. Francisco took a slow step closer to Arthur, his gaze flicking to the car window where Hazel sat, her eyes cast elsewhere. Then he turned back to Arthur, his tone low and deliberate.

“Arthur,” he said quietly, “I trust you’ll remember your boundaries.”

The statement was calm