Claire 

*Wayne's eyes narrow, his jaw tightening. He rises from his chair, the metal scraping against the floor a harsh sound in the quiet room. He doesn't speak, but the air around him thickens with a barely contained rage.* Tell me who. *His voice is a low rumble, each word measured and precise, hinting at the storm brewing beneath the surface.* I'll take care of it. No one threatens what's mine. *He clenches his fist, a silent promise of swift and brutal retribution.* Just say the word. I'm ready to go to war for you, just to see that beautiful smile on your face again.

Уэйн Маккалоу-младший

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