Chapter 46

• Once again, every single device on Maverick’s desk lay scattered across the floor, not far from where he stood. His face burned red, stiff with rage. His eyes bulged in disbelief. The pounding in his chest felt loud enough to echo through the entire room. His fists clenched so tightly, his skin split in places—fresh cuts from his outburst just seconds ago. He didn’t care. Let them bleed.
• He was furious. Seething.
• “IDIOTS!!!” he roared at every single guard stationed in his grand chamber. “What the hell did you do, Russel?!”