Ultimatum

BACK AT THE WINCHESTER'S MANSION.

"Or maybe we could just exercise a little patience and wait a few more hours. Who knows, this could just be a huge misunderstanding," Mr. Charles suggested, looking hopeful as he watched his boss who sat across from him on the sofa.

Mr. Winchester flinched as if he had been slapped, his head immediately snapping up to look at the man in front of him.

"Patience? Did I just hear you speak about patience, Charles? Of what use is my patience if it's not going to help me get my family back?!" Mr. Winchester yelled angrily, but Mr. Charles took no offense. He was as bothered by the happenings as his boss was, and he understood completely the reasons behind his behavior.

Instead, Mr. Charles quickly nodded as he spoke. "Of course, sir, pardon my manners. Should we go with my first suggestion then? It seems to be the only option we have left at this point," Mr. Charles said, and Mr. Winchester frowned.

"How do we know it would be the right decision to involve
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