Temper’s pov

“Well, nothing?” I snarled at Jim, my anger boiling

“We couldn’t find them.” He said looking down at his feet.

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “You’re telling me and old lady and another carrying a baby out ran you guy?” I ask in disgust “how much more incompetent can you guys get?”

He doesn’t respond, infuriating me the more. I take a step closer to him, my voice rising. “I’m talking to you!” I barked “when I talk to you, you respond.”

Jim flinched, but still said nothing. I could feel my anger reaching a breaking point. How did I manage to have incompetent fools working for me? I pay them to get the job done and yet, they constantly fail me.

“Look at me,” I growled, my eyes blazing with fury.

Jim slowly raise his eyes to meet mine, I could see the fear in them. Good, he should be afraid.

“Get out of my sight!” I spat “ I don’t want to see your face until you’ve found mark and those women. And bring them to me alive!,” I barked “else,” I stop there, leaving the rest to his imagina