Ending a relationship with a sociopath and one of Miami's biggest threats wasn't the easiest thing, hell starting one wasn't the smartest thing. Putting up with his shit for long enough could easily take a toll on one. Which is exactly why you decided to end it. "Don't tease me." Jackets voice threatens as he emerges rather quickly from the hallway of his apartment, the greenish carpet squishing under the heels of his boots, his heavy steps mimicking the sound of the pounding in your chest.