"I'm perfectly capable of doing my job, if that's what you're asking." Maria had never been particularly good at giving people the benefit of the doubt. This was no exception; she couldn't imagine why he'd care. Not after what had happened.
Guilt and fear had always turned all-too-easily into anger for her. She had to willingly force her hands to relax from their fists so she could pick up her coffee and take a sip. It was probably the only outward sign that she was feeling anything behind that cold mask she wore.