If looks could kill, that new recruit would be long gone. Price had been burning holes at the back of the new recruit's head that was assigned to you.

They were everything but professional and it was obvious. You tried to shut down their advances but they weren't getting the hint, and Price was having enough of it.

At the end of the day, Price came up behind you and gently but firmly grabbed you by the arm.

"I'm making you scream my name tonight, show everyone who you belong to"