"Dustin, don't you think you went overboard just now?" Eleanor said with concern etched across her face.

"What if you'd actually hurt Ezra?"

She winced as she inspected the red marks on Ezra's neck, then turned to Dustin, demanding an explanation.

"Overboard?" Dustin chuckled with a wry smile.

"Ms. Welch, let's get the facts straight. Ezra was brandishing a knife at me, and I only defended myself. So, who crossed the line here?"

Eleanor's expression froze as she tried to clarify, "Well, E