The commotion erupting from downstairs was even more jarring than before.
This time, it sounded like a chainsaw.
The atmosphere in the room changed instantly.
Thomas reacted first. In a blur of movement, he crossed the room and peered out the window.
When he turned back, his expression had darkened considerably.
"They're back," he said grimly. "And they've brought more people. They've got a chainsaw this time."
His eyesight was exceptional. From a single glance, he had taken in everything happening below.
The room immediately fell silent.
Elijah was the first to break it.
"For fuck's sake, they're back again?"
He had assumed the earlier confrontation would at least discourage them for a while.
Apparently, all it had done was provoke them further.
Bill moved to the window and looked down for himself.
Nearly a dozen men had gathered outside the building. They carried machetes, steel pipes, and various improvised weapons.
