Her father had called her hot headed in the past. She had a penchant for walking away, a dramatic march from the problem, and lots of door banging. That was her forte. As Robert swung open the door of Perry’s office and disappeared, she followed him, willing to face him at his most furious to avoid any fall out this would cause. Right now, she feared for Frank’s life and with Perry hot on her heels she chased Robert into a downstairs office where she watched, heart in her mouth as he punched the wall. Not once, not twice, but three times. It all happened in slow motion, she ran to him as he took another punch and she caught his hand in free flight. His eyes were glazed with anger as she gripped his fist, blood pouring from the knuckles. He tried to shake her off, Perry behind her, trying t
