Lance was silent for a while, "Your actions make me feel sick. If this matter gets out, I will also be implicated, so..."
Hiram and Ron walked out from behind Lance and stood on either side of Mr. White, whose expression grew more terrified, "...we can only wrong you to choose suicide from guilt."
"No..."
Before he could shout, Hiram had already tightened a necktie around his throat, while Ron assisted, preventing Mr. White from breaking free of the necktie.
Lance lit a cigarette and stood about two meters away, calmly watching him.
He watched as Mr. White's face turned red, first reaching towards him, but soon his face started to turn blue as he used his hands to try pulling the tightly wound necktie off him.
He tried using his nails, but exerting such force caused his nails to flip over, yet he still couldn't shake the strength exerted by the two strong arms!
His struggle grew weaker and weaker until finally, he completely lost the ability to resist.
