Marco' s POV .
" Arrrggg ! " I slammed my fists against the table looking at my men all standing in line and very aware of the reason for my flaring temper . " How did this happen ? ! None of you were supposed to leave until the fire died down ! Look at this f*****g mess now . " At least half of them were supposed to stay back until the fire had been doused by its own self to ensure that it did not spread uncontrollably but , clearly , none of them did .
I caught one of my men hesitate before he shrank back , holding his words . " You . " He looked up at me and I caught his throat bobbing . Good . " Get out with it . " I ordered and he knew better than to disagree with me right now .
He stepped forward and tried to keep his shoulders square but they toggled despite his efforts . " We
