“I’ll charge you for attacking a police officer.”
“Mr. Kingston, I have cameras installed in this office. Your actions and words are being recorded right now. May I suggest you leave quietly? I’ll ignore your serious lack of judgment this time.”
It wasn’t necessary for him to state explicitly the next time something similar occurred, Samuel Kingston would not be as fortunate. He gazed at his assistant’s flabbergasted expression and suppressed a chuckle. He could tell Terrence was in awe of him. Samuel Kingston was a huge, muscle-bound man while Mike was on the leaner side. However, his ability to twist the other man’s arm as easily as if he was dealing with a chunk of dough had impressed his assistant. Most importantly, he’d managed to keep his cool in the face of such an aggressive display of anger.
“All right! Fine! Let go of my arm!”
He released Sam’s arm immediately. Then, he turned to address his personal assistant.