Such an absurd question. Maria attempted to comprehend just what he was saying, but the buzzing in her head was too loud. Placing her head in her hands, she cursed herself for drinking so much caffeine on so little sleep. She had not slept since their original meeting, almost two days ago. There was so much to do though, she couldn't afford to fail. She suddenly wanted to know what exactly Moros wanted from her, and the caffeine high that was coursing through her destroyed her eloquence, and her self-control. With a rising anger she demanded, "What the fuck do you want from me? I accepted the job, that should be good enough." She looked at him eye-to-eye, unaware that her eyes were dilating, showing that something was wrong.