For someone who just lost his dad, he was pretty dense. You two were arguing. "You just shot my only lead." Steve said, irritated that you had just shot his only lead to who murdered his dad.

"Are you kidding me?" You questioned.

Steve exhaled, walking back, hands on his hips. "These are the same guys who are moving people out of Asia. They could've smuggled Hess into Hawaii.."

After a few more seconds of arguing, Steve twisted your arm because you wouldn't get your finger out of his face. "Now you don't have to like me, but right now, there's no one else to do this job."

"Okay, let me go." You said. Steve released your arm with a little more force than necessary.

"Alright, look, we need to find these human traffickers-" Steve started to say before you punched him right on the side of the jaw as hard as you could.

Steve was baffled. Eyes wide as he rubbed his jaw.

"You're right, I don't like you." You said before walking away.

Steve, still baffled, took a second glance at you before feeling his cheek. "Son of a bitch.." He cursed under his breath.