Before Emily could explain, footsteps echoed from the upstairs hallway.
A young man wearing pajamas slowly appeared in the doorway.
His face turned pale when he saw Daniel.
He raised both hands.
"Sir..."
"I can explain."
Daniel stared at him without saying a word.
The room grew painfully quiet.
Emily clung tightly to Daniel's arm.
Tears streamed down her face.
The young man swallowed nervously.
"It isn't what it looks like."
Daniel's fellow Marines stepped closer, sensing the growing tension.
Daniel's voice remained calm.
Too calm.
"No."
The single word echoed through the house.
Everyone froze.