Kevin stared at Vince in disbelief.
Nicole continued, "A few days ago, your son took a motorboat out for fun and used your position to push around survivors along the way. He fired rubber bullets at them for no reason, then tried to harass me afterward.
"I knew you were in charge of the rescue effort and had helped a lot of people without asking for anything in return, so I let it go out of respect for you.
"But he didn't learn anything. He only got worse.
"If I'd stopped him then, maybe none of this would've happened today."
Nicole looked at Kevin coldly.
"Parents are supposed to teach their kids right from wrong. Everyone here appreciates that you've kept working through your illness to help people, but that doesn't give your son a free pass to bully people and harass women."
Kevin's face darkened. He turned to Vince.
"Is that true?"
Vince immediately shook his head. "No! They're lying! Dad, don't listen to them!"
From Kevin's reaction, Nicole could tell he already knew exactly what kind of person his son was. "This is the apocalypse, Mr. Campbell. If you don't teach him how to act, someone else will."
Someone in the crowd shouted, "She's right! Your son's been nothing but trouble!"
"You came here to run the rescue effort, but then your son showed up with a bunch of spoiled rich kids and started treating everyone like garbage.
"They've been pushing people around, calling us useless refugees, saying all we do is waste food, and that we'd be better off dead."
He had an entire rescue effort to coordinate while working through his illness. When Vince showed up without permission, Kevin genuinely didn't have time to deal with him, much less spare anyone to send him back to Glenmere.
Still, Kevin knew what Vince was like. He had warned him over and over not to cause trouble, and Vince had promised he wouldn't. He even volunteered to help with the relief effort.
Kevin had actually felt relieved, thinking that seeing so much suffering had finally made his son grow up.
He couldn't have been more wrong.
Kevin knew his son too well. No matter how much Vince denied it, one look at his face told him everything he needed to know.
Humiliated and furious, Kevin grabbed Vince by the collar, hauled him to his feet, and slapped him hard across the face twice.

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