"I would advise you to think before completing that sentence, Derek. I'm sure your father here wouldn't want to lose his job at the college, am I right, Mr. Williams?" Kace asked the older man who was starting to sweat profusely since he arrived.
Mr. Williams glanced between his son and Kace. He couldn't afford to mess with Kace, but his son was too hot-headed and never listened to him. They weren't rich or influential with a multimillion-dollar company that earned them millions of dollars every day.
Mr Williams was just a professor at Aurora Heights who'd opened a restaurant for his wife. He had a convenience store and a bar he opened to bring in extra cash for him.
He couldn't compete with Kace at all.
"Derek, don't try anything stupid," Mr. Williams warned his son whose fist was clenched tightly as he gritted his teeth.