James stormed into the dimly lit apartment he and Linet had been using as a hideout for the past few weeks. The door slammed behind him with a loud bang, rattling the picture frames on the wall. His face was flushed with rage, his suit jacket half-hanging off one shoulder, tie yanked loose like a noose he couldn't wait to be rid of.
Linet, who was already pacing the living room, flinched. "James, calm down—"
"Don't tell me to calm down!" he roared, shoving a glass off the table. It shattered against the floor, sending shards everywhere. "I told you not to get cocky! You said everything was under control!"
Linet turned on him, eyes blazing. "It was under control until your stupid temper drew attention to us. You let your pride blind you! You were more interested in mocking Rita t
