The two boys from the school's competitive team jumped in fright, having never imagined that their casual chatter after school would be overheard by the person involved.
Immediately, they felt a shiver down their spine, grabbed their team uniforms, slipped away without even bothering to turn off the faucet.
"Stand still if you dare!"
Liam's face turned ugly to a frightening degree.
He dashed out to nab them, but was held back by Niel.
"Forget about it, forget about it, Liam. How many times have you been scolded by the headteacher this month?
You also went to the police station! Calm down! Calm down!"
The two boys dared not look back, terrified of being recognized by Liam.
In a hurry, they fled from the school building.
Liam could not calm down at all, their conversation resonated constantly inside his mind.
"What do they mean by 'chasing Richard to the death'?
What is 'will they patch things up'?"
"Did they mean me when they talked about 'Williams son?
