Chantelle and Jude were about to follow, but Camille had just bumped into a woman near the doorway. She ended up staining the woman's skirt.
The woman and her friends crowded around the entrance, blocking the way and refusing to let anyone leave the room.
Chantelle could tell something was wrong. She grabbed the steak knife from the table and pressed it against the man's neck.
"Move, or you might not leave here alive," she warned fiercely.
"What do you think you're doing? Planning to commit a crime in broad daylight?" the man retorted, but his voice was trembling. He was clearly scared by Chantelle's sudden move.
Chantelle pressed the knife harder. The tip touched his skin, just enough to sting. The man flinched and stumbled back.
"Just you wait!" he shouted, trying to act angry.
Then he turned around and bolted away.
The others saw him bolted away and they got panicked. None of them wanted to offend Chantelle who was holding a knife. They all ran away without looking back.
