"I believed I asked a simple question so why do you take turns gazing at each other instead of responding?" Amos scolded sternly.
"That....," Someone barged in before the tallest among the three men could talk.
"I am sorry I arrived late," Kyle apologized. He moved to stand beside Amos afterwards.
Amos, who was more worried about what happened in his absence, ignored him. He shifted his attention back to the men in his front.
"Do you mind telling me where Ellison and the others went?" Amos asked more seriously this time around.
"Are they perhaps slacking?" Kyle added. He gave the three men intimidating stares so they won't dare to lie to them.
"Of course not....,"
"Then where the hell are they?" Kyle and Amos chorused as if they could reach others' minds.
