The mission was over and he came home covered in blood again. Well, that wasn't surprising. He could handle it himself. After taking a shower and throwing all his clothes in the wash, he finally went downstairs for coffee. No matter what he said, his hands were still shaking, giving away a little adrenaline shock. "Mmm. Thirty-two hours without sleep. The coffee is great." He spoke too fast. His eye twitched slightly, and the veins covered his eye with a bloody web. He was about to explode.