Calculated Plan
Henry, though battered and surrounded, stood defiant. "I'm not afraid of you, Mickelson."

Mickelson chuckled, a sinister glint in his eyes. "You should be."

As Mickelson approached, he signaled to his henchmen. "Bring them to my office. We'll settle this once and for all."

The scar-faced leader, now caught between Mickelson and his vendetta against Henry, hesitated. Mickelson, sensing his subordinate's conflicting loyalties, sneered, "You have a problem, my loyal thug?"

The scar-faced leader, torn between fear and resentment, shook his head. "No, boss. We'll do it your way."

And so, Henry and Emily were escorted to Mickelson's imposing office, a place they had never imagined setting foot in under such dire circumstances. The atmosphere was tense as Mickelson took his seat behind the desk, his henchmen flanking him.

"Sit," Mickelson ordered, his tone dripping with authority.

Henry and Emily reluctantly took the chairs in front of Mickelson's desk, their eyes locked with defiance.

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