“He’s GONE ?!” I screamed. “But he’s not ready! He can’t go out there on his own, he’ll get killed!”

“He said you sent him out there,” the guard sheepishly replied.

“DAMMIT MIKHAIL ! How many times have I told you to come get ME before you let people go out on a job! And haven’t I said that I’d TELL you?!?”

“Y..yes, ma’am…” he muttered, staring at his feet.

“LOOK AT ME WHEN I ’M TALKING TO YOU !” He jumped and stared at me.

“I’m up here!” I scolded. His eyes jumped up to my face.

“Go get him, he’s not ready! I don’t want another death because of YOUR irresponsibility!”