Donald's face contorted with horror as he realized Ethan knew everything—every detail of how his family had participated in the destruction of innocent people.
"You killed them all," Donald whispered, tears streaming down his face as the full weight of what had just happened crashed down on him. "You actually killed them all."
"Yes," Ethan replied simply. "And we're just getting started."
James, still suspended in the air beside Donald, began hyperventilating as he realized what was coming next.
The scene shifted as Ethan transported them to James's family estate, a sprawling compound that spoke of old money and power. Unlike Donald's modern mansion, this was generational wealth—ivy-covered walls, and manicured gardens.
