A deafening silence crashed over the dining table. Even the air itself seemed to freeze.
Jack stopped eating with his fork hovering in mid-air even though a slow ugly smile spread across his face while his eyes glinted with undisguised pleasure at the unfolding drama.
Callis on the other hand also had this sharp interest as she looked from Mira to Lucas and back again, like someone watching a very interesting tennis match.
Lucas slowly and deliberately leaned back in his chair. The movement was smooth and controlled, yet it felt predatory, like a big cat settling in before it pounced.
"What," he said as his voice came out dangerously soft with each word dropping into the silence like a stone, "did you just say?"
