" Sally picked up her suitcase and began carrying it toward the open window.
"Put the suitcase down, step away from it slowly, and nobody gets hurt," Jen ground out as she came out of the closet.

"I'm sorry, Jen, but I can't let you leave. So I'll risk your wrath and do whatever it takes to keep your cranky, sulky, continually pissed off butt in Romania."
Jen took a step towards Sally and the suitcase that was now teetering dangerously on the ledge of the open window.
"Back the hell off, Jennifer Adams." Sally tilted the suitcase back as if to let it fall. Jen continued to take slow, measured steps towards Sally, thinking that her usually mild mannered friend wouldn't dare let go of the suitcase…She was wrong, so very wrong.
Sally didn't just let go of the suitcase, she gave it a huge shove just as Jen lunged to grab it. Sally jumped back, slapping her hands over her mouth. She was nearly as surprised with herself as Jen was.
"What…how… why," Jen sputtered as she stared at Sally incredulously. "You bitch," she finally managed to spit out. "

― Quinn Loftis , Just One Drop (The Grey Wolves, #3)