The great rage!

The boy didn't respond as he simply sat on the ground and held his cheek. The older man sighed heavily.

"Answer me. Do you belong here?" the older man repeated impatiently.

The boy looked up at the man defiantly. "Yes."

The older man frowned as his lips curled downward into a frown. "Then why are you here? Why are you hiding in the shadows? Do you expect us to believe that you came here willingly? If this is a trap, then it's a pretty weird one. Now tell me, how did you get in here?"

The boy glared at him angrily. "What do you mean 'here'? What are you talking about? This isn't my house! It's my mother's. I came here by invitation," the boy responded angrily as he wiped away the tears from his eyes.

The man blinked in surprise. "You're kidding."

The boy scowled. "No, I'm not!"

Suddenly, the sound of loud voices shouting and footsteps approaching interrupted whatever reply the older man might have given. All eyes fell on the door of the room.

A couple of minutes later, three security