Daniel gritted his teeth the moment his eyes landed on Klaus. A surge of rage coursed through his veins, so fierce that he nearly unleashed his third form of lightning and struck him down where he sat.
Unaware of Daniel's presence, Klaus simply nodded along, casually chatting with Bernard.
Then Daniel saw Klaus slip a hand into his pocket, as though reaching for something.
A weapon? A knife?
Nothing.
Klaus simply kept his hand in his pocket while continuing his conversation with Bernard.
But in Daniel's mind, every movement Klaus made looked like the prelude to an attack.
'Fuck, I've to separate Bernard from him?' Daniel racked his brain. 'Think, Daniel. Think!'
Just then, Klaus rose from his chair and gestured for Bernard to follow him outside.
Daniel turned away at once, pretending to be just another customer minding his own business.
Only after they had left did he quietly trail them.
