Wilson stormed into his office, his jaw clenched with barely contained rage, his knuckles white as he balled his fists at his sides. The usually immaculate space felt suffocating, the air thick with tension as Wilson's anger radiated off him in waves.
Without pausing to acknowledge his surroundings, Wilson strode to his desk and swept everything off it in a single furious motion, sending papers and office supplies scattering across the floor with a loud clatter. His hands shook with adrenaline as he paced the length of the room, his mind consumed with thoughts of Mindy's narrow escape and the audacity of whoever had dared to threaten her life.