His face was dark with anger as he faced David: "If you want to fight, take it outside."

"Mr. Owen..." David's rage barely contained, then something seemed to click. He gave me a cold smirk: "So you two knew each other all along. No wonder Mr. Owen previously..."

Before he could finish, Luke's fist connected with his jaw. They ended up in a brawl until neighbors came to break it up.

The apartment was a mess. The neighbors left awkwardly, and I stood ...