Anne turned and almost bumped into Maria. Her hand twitched and she glanced at the trooper standing solidly near the exit from International Arrivals, nearby.<br/><br/>"Maria. This is a public place, and we have a job to do", she hissed. "So I am not going to gun you down where you stand, because it would be counter productive. I'm not even going to beat the living crap out of you, because it would attract unwanted attention. But I am going to ask you once and once only, what part of "wait here" did you not understand?"<br/><br/>Her fury was evident on her face. "When I give an order, I expect it to be obeyed. And obeyed without question. You are one very lucky girl, because right now, I don't have the option of just putting a bullet in that pretty, but totally thick airhead skull of yours. Disobey another order of mine and I will do so. Is that clear?"<br/><br/>The chewing out was conducted in a normal, soft, conversational tone, her words barely carrying to Lyn who was standing close by. Anne may have been small in hight, but when she delivered this little speech she seemed to tower over Maria, her face less than an inch from the other woman's.<br/><br/>She sighed. "Okay. Last chance. You screw up again, you die. Ask Oni what happened to the last employee of Iron Fist to screw up!"