He tossed the machete onto the counter with a clatter, making Ro and me flinch, and marched off.

Rohan pinched the bridge of his nose. "That went well."

I hurried to catch up to Drio and tugged on his sleeve. "I'm sorry."

Drio's strides grew longer, forcing me to jog up the stairs behind him.

"You're honestly only mad that I didn't tell you? Why aren't you disputing my theory or blaming me or something?"

"If it comes to it, I'll assign plenty of ...