The Instinct to Protect

Atlas clipped Orion's jaw with a right hook, sending the man sprawling all over the cold floor. The interrogation room was all tense as they watched the whole show. I was one of them. Orion slowly scrambled up.

This is the downside of being an Alpha as an investigator. They don't fucking have the patience to extract the information. It was always the Alpha Command that came in handy. 

Orion's furious, red face was glaring at Atlas with murder. They were screaming at each other. All of the audiences were clueless with their heated exchange. I can do a little lip reading, but the two of them weren't exactly facing me but each other. I tapped Sky, the technician working under Californian headquarters, to switch the audio on. There's a few officials watching the whole scenario, but none of them stop me from disobeying Atlas's orders of keeping the audio off.