Jinzo shoved himself off his knees, hands slapping so loud it echoed. He looked like he was about to burn, eyes blazing.
"Enough! I'm done with this bullshit." His shout ricocheted off the hangar walls. "You two, gossiping about him like he's the second coming. Who's in charge here? Me. So either shut the hell up and fall in line, or get lost."
Everyone just… stopped. Drex froze, ball caught under his palm. Mac just glared, fists on his hips. Even the new players got stiff, faces pinched. The whole vibe tanked in a split second.
Jaz jumped, tried to play it cool with this nervous little giggle.
"Y-yeah, sure, babe. We'll, uh, just wanted to confirm how bad he is. Hey, just so we're clear on the whole situation, Nia, maybe just, uh, explain what he did to you... like in details and all..." She stumbled.
Obvious as hell she wanted the tea.
Jinzo turned on her.
"Don't even try me, you big pervert. You want his leftovers, that's it. Embarrassing."
He sneered.
