You were fuming. On fire when you heard that he was considering explosives which you both knew were risky. You squinted in Ian’s direction, getting a clear view of how his frown deepened.

Millions of random thoughts were running wild in your mind and you had to fight the urge to pounce on him. What he was trying to gain? Why didn't he bother to include you in the plan? The tension was thick in the air as his eyes darted to the ceiling of the dim-lighted room.