[ Fucking teenagers. Sure, Mitch had been one himself, but he'd always been a bit of an oddball even then, compared to his peers. He didn't go through a stage where he fucking hated the world, although he'd gone through a stage where he'd tried to escape the world by smoke a lot of dope.

Either way, the anger leaves him for a moment wondering what to do. His fingers drum against the wood of his desk, and he sighs, breaking an intense gaze to close his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. It took him a few, trying to pull away, and remind himself that people were different, people didn't run on logic. It was hard to remember, with more lives than just his at stake. Getting more people involved complicated things. How much easier would it have been at home if he could have told Commissioner Angotti that there were things coming, so they needed to prepare? It would have been easier on him, but it made things complicated.

Messied things. This was one of the reasons he kept all his fears and worries to himself, fought them on his own, using power grabs and dirty tactics to reach and build things up, so he had enough that when the time came, he was already prepared, even if nobody else was. ]

Fine. Has she ever done anything that made you think she would pull something like this before? Is there anything about her personality that would help me out here?