Rossi had snapped at you in front of the team. Again. You stayed silent all through the case, jaw tight.

Back at the hotel, you knocked on his door. Ready to confront him.

"You can’t talk to me like I’m a rookie fresh out of college, I don't deserve that."

you said.

He sighed, rubbing his face.

"You’re right. I let my frustration out on you. That’s not leadership — that’s baggage."