The man wore an all ebony black suit that matched his hair. The only thing that stood out was the white necktie and his heterochrome eyes; His hazel blue and green eyes demanding full attention.
And it looks like they were demanding attention from James.
A muscle in the stranger's scruffy jaw twitched at the bruised state of the now pale James as he scrutinizes him. His thick brows knitted together, and anger flashed in his unique eyes. “What the fuck happened?” He gritted out, barely holding back his anger.
James who had lost the ability to vocalize shifted his eyes nervously at Mark whose heated stare was creating a hole in my skull.
The stranger didn't miss that and grabbed Mark by his collar. “It was you?” He growled. The man was a few inches shorter than Mark, but his hulking muscular build made up for the lack of height. Just by grabbing Mark by his collar you could see the muscles strain against the fabric in his forearms.