Remus walked out from behind the front desk, pushing the door open to step outside.
Anthony knelt in the freezing snow, shirtless. His back was covered with thorn branches, and his skin was already bleeding from the pricks.
The area around him had been cleared out, and a perimeter had been set up 300 feet away. There were people maintaining order at the front and a crowd of onlookers at the back.
Remus' expression darkened. Anthony was clearly forcing him into a corner.
"M-Mr. Cosby..." Anthony spoke in a trembling voice as soon as he saw Remus, "it's my fault for not providing Preston with proper guidance. Please punish me as you see fit, and I will have no complaints!"
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