Jesus. Claire dealt with angry people on a regular, a lot of shitheads. They didn't usually look or sound like that, though, and therefore she had to assume that this was another one of those special cases. The ones that apparently the universe loved to send her way. Wordlessly, she pulled the glass vial of sedative and another syringe from her pocket and quickly filled the tube to its capacity, her gaze flitting up at the man before she took his arm and injected him.