Richard marched into my office, his strides sharp. His fists clenched as he approached, his piercing gaze locked on Victor.
"Richard…" I whispered, but the sound got lost as Richard's fist swung through the air, connecting with Victor's jaw. The sickening crack made me flinch, my hands flying to my mouth. Victor staggered back, catching himself on the edge of my desk.
"What the hell, man?!" Victor shouted, clutching his jaw.
Richard wasn't finished. He lunged at Victor again as he managed to block it this time. They stood there, locked in a standoff. Richard's face was flushed with rage, his jaw tight.
"Calm down, Richard!" Victor bellowed, shoving him back.
"I want you out of my building right this minute!" Richard barked.
"I was leaving anyway!" He glanced at me. "That's what I came to tell you."
"With your tongue in her mouth?!" Richard snapped.
