"I know they're fucking back." It was almost fire coming out of her mouth, and she regretted her tone as the words were happening. "I'm sorry, Charlie. I didn't mean..."
Jennifer shook her head. She pointed at the files she'd just shoved away.
"Why now? Why when everything else is happening? Do they have anything to do with one another? Is somebody just trying to ruin our day?"
She noted him playing musical chairs with his clothing, but said nothing. Not right now, anyway. She might bring it up later. She'd learned the fine art of remembering things to discuss at a random time from him.