Syn finished with dispatch then called his first officer. While waiting for the phone to be answered he told Furi to pack a bag with whatever he would need for the next couple of days. Furi didnt move.Furious, Syn growled. He wanted to get the hell out of that apartment just in case Sasha wanted to come finish the job.Im not leaving. She is not going to run me out of my own damn place. Furi jutted out his chin in defiance.Syn forgot about his phone call and came to stand directly in front of Furi. Go and pack a bag now. That crazy bitch is not going to get a second chance if I have anything to say about it.You dont have anything to say about it.The hell I dont, Syn barked. Your foolish pride will get you killed. Let's deal with her and then youre more than welcome to come home. Dont let your stubbornness make you an easy target, because thats just stupid.You calling me stupid? Furi snapped right back.Syn rolled his eyes in frustration. Are you fuckin kiddin me? Furious we dont have time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit right now. Go get your shit and lets move. Syn went over to the only window in Furis apartment and stood watch while Furi threw some clothes, toiletries, books and a laptop into a bag, grumbling curses the entire time. Syn let him say whatever he wanted to, as long as he was doing what needed to be done.Furi had a large duffle draped over his shoulder when he came to stand in front of Syn. Done, Detective. Anything else you want to order me to do?Syn took a quick calming breath. He took Furis duffle off his shoulder and set it gently at his feet. He put his arms around Furis waist and pulled him to him. Im not trying to order you around. I just cant let anyone hurt you. Syn squeezed his eyes shut.