Zane
I stepped in front of my kids protectively. "Who are you?" I asked the man.
"I'm here to meet Zane. That must be you," he said.
He was wearing a sepia-colored suit, and he was so huge and tall that I had to look up just to see his face.
"I am Zane, but I don't know you. Who are you, and why are you here?"
"I thought you would recognize me right away. I'm Viktor's older brother. Didn't he tell you anything about me?"
His eyes were sharp as he said that. To be honest, I had a hunch he looked similar to Viktor, but I didn't really think my guess would be right.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my hand gripping the door because I was ready to close it.
Viktor's older brother… what was his name—yes, Jack. He is not good news. I know this, so I shouldn't waste my time with him.
Who knows, he might be here because that guy who fought with Viktor is in the hospital. And my kids are also here.
