The order of the X (2)

Baron paced around the room. His face hardened, making the lines of his forehead pull together and appear even more pronounced.

He looked around the stone cold room taking in the two other men whose face carried the same displeasure his did. The silence in the dark room was threatening. The room was filled with an oppressive sense of anger and darkness that seemed to hang in the air like thick fog. It was a small room, but big enough to contain at least a number of ten people. It had no windows but just a single door which led outside the room. The Walls of the room, being soundproof, were painted in muted shades of black and gray, perfect for the kind of meetings they had there. The only source of light came from a miserable bulb that dangled from the ceiling, occasionally going off and on.

The three other men that sat around the battered looking table peered at Xavier as he stalked round the room. His jaw kept on tipping as he tried to suppress the rage that was building inside him.