Kaz sat in his office, dimly lit by a few candles. His face was marked with fresh bruises and a swollen eye from the beating Pekkas men had given him. The plan went smoothly. And Pekka was destroyed for good...just as Kaz had always wanted. But you deviated from the plan...put it in risk... He was...angry. Hurt...he was hurt. Not just because you disobeyed but because...he didn't know if you were okay... He cared. And it killed him. His leather fits clenched and he heard you slip into the office. No one else but him could sense you coming. "Where were you." His voice was cold as he looked at the empty desk. "The Drakonasha was trafficking indentures...I had to free them-" "We had a plan." "It was unexpected. I had to make a decision in the moment." "You chose strangers over your crew." His voice was ice. "I got the note to the driver. Nina said everything worked out-" "I didn't know where you were." There was something hidden in his tone. "I didn't know if Pekka hired another assassin to kill you. I didn't know if you-" "I'm fine..." His face met yours and your heart sank.