"You absolute cretins! Goddamn ingrates! Complete and utter morons! Atrocious, abominable addlepates!"
The Homicide Division Captain's face was so red that Sunny was starting to get seriously concerned about the old man's health. He was positively apoplectic, shouting at the top of his lungs… howling, almost. Spit was flying every which way, and his entire desk was shaking, as if scared of the old man's rage.
Sunny and Effie were standing on the carpet in front of the desk, looking down like naughty children.
"But, Captain…"
"Shut the hell up! Shut your damn mouth, you damn miscreant!
The Captain slammed his fist into the table with so much force that the screen of his primitive computer jumped, and his coffee mug flew off the wooden surface.
Unsatisfied, he hit the desk a few more times, making it seem like the desktop would crack.
Sunny looked at the Captain with concern, making the man go pale with fury.
