Or maybe I was being sucked into her energy. Maybe Celeste had taken the thoughts of revenge and the humiliation that came with retreat. Maybe she had given voice to the buried thoughts within my head and given them a place amongst my rational mind.
I shook my head and leaned back. Our words were brief but enough that it left Jade from the conversation.
"What thieves? What revenge?" Her eyes drifted from mine, to the cloth upon my back, then to Celeste who scoffed at her ignorance. Like it was her own personal problem that she hadn't been there.
Was this how they were going to act? So passive aggressive that only the bare hint of professionalism was left. I slammed my fist upon the table. It shattered into two.
