Jessie stared at Jason with a guarded expression, why did it seem somehow he wasn't mad about the deception. It was something else but as much as she thought she couldn't place her finger on it. She wanted more than anything to investigate but this look in his eyes, it terrified her. He had this burning rage and something else she couldn't quite decipher. So she decided to stay away for the moment, perhaps it was the brandy.
"You're drunk, we'll talk tomorrow." She swallowed reaching out to grab the envelope but he leaned over and slammed a hand over the file stopping her.
"I assure a glass of bourbon can't intoxicate me. You haven't answered my question, why did you stay?" He asked.
"What does it matter Jason, I'm here aren't I? I'm supposing this is the price to passing the test?" She pointed at the envelope. "The test you scrupulously planned." She said with a glare.
