His fists were balled so tight that his fingernails were cutting into his palms. Calling what he did with her rape was the last straw. He honestly didn't hear anything else she said after that. How had his father managed to twist things so badly that she forgot him? It wasn't James but Richard that hated the sight of Anna because she reminded him of her mother. He turned around and marched to the room he had told her to find in the first place. Grabbing a handful of clothes, he stormed back to Anna and threw them at her.<br/><br/>"Find something to wear, Anna," he growled out. "We're going home."<br/><br/>He stalked past her and into his room. It took him only moments to throw on a pair of jeans and a shirt. His jacket was the last thing he put on before he slid his feet into some shoes. Just before he left the room, he found her shoes and brought them out to her. Looking down the stairs, he saw most of the gang staring up at him.<br/><br/>"Conda, the Escalade keys!" he shouted. The only answer was a set of keys thrown up to him. Goosed snagged them easily and waited for Anna.