She had about as much tact as a lumberjack swinging an axe in a china shop. “What the fuck is going on here?” she screamed at the mad axe man.
“Is she crazy?” Mark asked, wondering if he should run out there to save her.
“Of course she is!” Tom replied.
Neither of them had had to deal with this crazed man while Mark was out of town. Neither of them were chased by anything. It seemed the moment they were within proximity to each other, the insanity started again.
“He’s going to kill her.”
Tom picked up some more china. “If he doesn’t, she’s going to kill me.”
They did some good distraction, but Tom was right. She certainly wasn’t happy with them using her good china to do so.