He suddenly stopped and looked at Finn with a trembling smile on his face, whispering softly: "And what if I don't tell you…? What will you do? What can you do now, huh?!!"
Finn schooled his expression and took measured breaths, trying to calm down his boiling anger. This was what the madman wanted. Without a doubt, Nathaniel was thoroughly enjoying riling him up. But Finn knew within that was also a strategic plan to make him act irrationally and slip up.
Finn closed his eyes for a second or two, releasing a breath. When he opened them again, the look in his eyes had become calmer. The goading words coming from Nathaniel's mouth slowly faded to the background. His excessive gesticulations and extreme range of expressions became like a show — A show Finn watched detachedly, like it was playing on mute.
