I wasn't supposed to react like that. I lost control of myself for a minute and it wasn't surprising that it threw her off. Her calmness in that moment was commendable. It would probably would have blown over the edge if she had reacted the way she usually would.
I was sure she was in safe hands that was why I didn't put up a fight when she chose to go in the other vehicle.
My anger was a transfer of aggression over one of my messed up shipments. We were transporting some weapons via the Indian Ocean and somehow they were confiscated. It cost me millions of dollars and freeing them would cost even more. It was very upsetting. And I had a feeling a few of my rivals had a hand in it, adding to the pile of problems waiting for me.
My phone rang just then. I decided to slow down a bit on the highway. It was my mom.
"Hello mother,"
"Where are you?" She questioned.
That question meant only one thing.
"You're back?"
"Yes. Come pick me up."
