Mira didn't knock. She burst into Cael's office like a storm cloud in motion, lips pressed in a tight line, eyes sharp.
"From the way my door just banged against the wall, I know its you." Cael said, barely looking up from the paperwork he was signing.
"And judging by the rate of your heartbeat and look on your face, you are pissed off and either you have beaten up someone and I need to prepare to handle complains or you are about to go beat up someone and I need to talk you out of it."
"People, I will beat up some people soon. And both might happen if we don't do something," Mira snapped, tossing herself into the chair across from him. "It's gotten worse."
He set the pen down slowly and looked up at her. "what has gotten worse?"
"The thing I told you about that I said I was going to handle??"
"Oh the rumors?"
