For days, the director had been sporting deep, dark circles under his eyes. Though he still came to the office on time, he was clearly not in good shape, only perfunctorily handling some official business and spending the rest of his time locked in his office.
And now, his explosive rage was a clear sign that something had set him off.
No one knew if another plan to topple a foreign government had failed, if an overseas spy ring had been completely wiped out, or if he was being pressured by his superiors.
Whatever the reason, it was best not to get on his bad side right now.
A young woman holding a file stood hesitating at the door, unsure if she should go in and ask the director to review the document at a time like this.
A senior agent behind her gently patted her shoulder, then raised a finger and shook it, signaling for her to wait.
