All of a sudden the room exploded in violence and Dylan stared at the others before casting Cai a worried look that clearly said what the fuck is happening right now. Of course there was a chance Cai might join in, and Dylan really rather hoped not. He was holding onto Deirdre with a death grip to make sure she didn't demon out and start in on Greg herself.

"Oh my god," Danny said, impressed with the way Greg's head cracked to the side. "Damn, Zoe, good shot." Greg was whimpering in front of them and he was glad.

"This is what you deserve," Danny growled at Greg, who was trying to hunch in on himself because he was trapped and couldn't move. "This and worse. You feel trapped right now? Terrified and hurt and overwhelmed? You made me feel that my entire life. And then for two weeks you made it so much fucking worse."

"Daniel," Greg wailed, but he doesn't say anything else.

"You listen to me," Danny says, stepping forward to grab Greg's face. He lifts it up so Greg has to look at him. "I am going to go find every single one of those people you mentioned and we're all going to come for you if you insist on bringing this to court instead of just pleading guilty like you so clearly are. Do you understand?"

Greg's eyes met Danny's and as the boy threatened him, the fear faded away. His lips twisted in a cruel smile. "You're afraid," he said, honing in on the fear behind every single one of Danny's words. "You're terrified about going to court."

"N-"

"If you think I don't know what fear looks like on you, Daniel, you're sadly mistaken," Greg hissed and Danny dropped is hold on Greg's face. "You know there's a chance I'll get away with it. And then there's no way you'll be able to stay away from me forever. I'll find you-"

"Stop it," Danny hissed, backing up.