A Man Called Revenge

Chapter 1: A Hound in Their Den

"Kneel!" The word cut through the room like a whip. Gary Wang stood frozen, his fingers clenched into fists. His legs ached from hours of standing, but he wouldn’t kneel. Not this time. Around him, the laughter swelled. The Lancaster family, their guests, their servants—they all watched, waiting for the show to begin. William Lancaster sighed, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "I said, kneel, you douche-bag!" A sharp kick suddenly slammed into the back of Gary’s knee. His leg buckled, and before he could catch himself, he was on the floor, a silent grunt escaping his dry lips. Laughter erupted. Someone clapped. A joke was made at his expense, but Gary didn’t hear it. All he heard was his own breathing. Heavy. Slow. He looked up. Across the room, Evelyn stood there, watching. His wife, his wife, who never defended him. His wife, who didn’t look away, was she enjoying the scene? Gary swallowed hard. He couldn’t tell. But he would remember this night like every other night—ever