Malcolm's entire system locked up, a suffocating, lethal spike of adrenaline exploding through his chest. The audacity of the physical intrusion in a packed auditorium shattered his last remaining thread of composure. His hands clamped onto the wooden armrests so violently the lacquer creaked under his weight. He turned his head sharply, his amber eyes burning with rage as he leaned his massive frame down into the boy's face, his voice a lethal, vibrating growl that nearly broke into a shout.
"Where the hell have you gotten this sudden, courage from, Vane?!" Malcolm hissed, the sound carrying a terrifying frequency that should have brought any civilian to their knees. "Look at yourself! Acting like a common whore in the middle of a global seminar! Is it because you know Holino promised you a permanent placement at his enterprise? Is that why you suddenly don't give a damn about being fired from my corporation?!"
