The room went quiet. I could hear Michael's light breathing over the too of the men who were sat opposite Michael. I peeped out from under the table to see what was going on. I saw about 12 guys, 11 dressed in black suits and 1 dressed in a grey one. I was assuming the grey-suited guy was the main guy. I saw Michael, he was looking a little nervous but professional. I saw one of the men stand up, leaning on the table with his hands.
"So, what do you want from us?" the guy asked, with a yell. Michael now looked angry. Michael stood up.
"You know what I want, I want you to back off!" He yelled back. He was looking at the man until his vision was moved over to the black-suited man standing up.
"Look, punk, we ain't backing off. We got a good thing going here. We tell the paps all the stuff we know about you and you say NOTHING." he said, using his finger to mime the act of zipping his lips together. Michael looked furious.
"But it's all lies! Why would you do this to me?! I was so nice to you! I let you stay in my house, I gave you a home, you worked for me, each and every one of you, and what do I get back? Lies and humiliation! I don't want it!" Michael...