I walk into the penthouse with Sawyer and Flynn to find a frantic Barney yelling at Reynolds. I have never, ever heard Barney raise his voice. He is a very quiet person.

"Reynolds, what's going on?" I ask.

Barney turns to me and immediately pleads, "You have to get someone to protect Ros and you need to do it right now. She needs to get out of her house immediately. Reynolds says he can't authorize..."

I have heard enough. I take out my phone and call Ros. She is at the Metropolitan Grill having dinner with Gwen. I advise her to enjoy her meal, but that she is not to return home under any circumstances. I advise her Ryan will be there in ten minutes and will wait out front for her. I will arrange a suite at the Fairmont Olympic or she is welcome to stay here. I tell her to call me when she's in the car with Ryan. Just then, Ryan walks in and I explain he needs to get Ros and Gwen from The Metropolitan Grill, destination the Fairmont. Sawyer offers to go with him and I nod yes.

I glare at Reynolds. I am so fucking pissed, I can barely speak. My fists are clenched and all I can think of is I need to fire his ass. I nod at my study. He goes there. I look at Barney, before I can apologize, he is apologizing to me. I interrupt him. "Barney, if you tell me my number two is in personal danger, you don't need to document it. What did Reynolds say?"

"He just said he couldn't authorize it and it would have to wait. I tried calling you but it just went to voicemail. "

"I am sorry, Barney. I had to turn my phone off in the hospital. I went to visit Ana. Next time if you can't reach me, call Welch. Taylor should be available for light duty in just a few days. "

"Thank you, sir. Can I explain what initiated my request?"

"If you can be brief. "

"I was reviewing the remote security on Ros because it was showing an alert. Someone did check it at the time but all it showed was the meter reader for Puget Sound Energy.I checked a little further and her scheduled meter reading is not for two weeks."

The implication is obvious. Some unauthorized person may have messed with the natural gas line. "Barney, call Welch right now and have him alert PSE."

"Yes sir."

Then I turn and head for my study where Reynolds is standing up, waiting for me. I slide behind my desk and motion for him to sit. I am trying hard to control my breathing and mask some of my fury. I avoid making eye contact, instead casually browsing through a stack of papers on my desk and simply say in an overly calm voice, "Explain."

"Bar-ney" he starts off in a sing song voice that makes me want to punch him, "Bar-ney thinks he knows more than Security does. He had some crazy idea that someone was going to blow up Ms Bailey's home, just because PSE read the meter on a different day. He was actually trying to tell me what to do. He wanted me to call her and tell her there was an active threat and to evacuate her home immediately. He wanted close security put on her immediately. Obviously, I refused. I work in security and I don't take orders from some computer geek in IT. I know he is a whiz with computers but he doesn't know anything about security protocol."

"Did you notify Welch?"

"Welch is busy. I didn't want to bother him just because of Bar-ney."

That's it. Whatever hold I had on my temper is gone. "Say his name like that again and I'll put your head through a fucking wall."

That asshole looks up at me stunned. "You risked my COO's life because you didn't like where the information was coming from? Because you feel superior to Barney? Who the fuck do you think you are? You're fired, get the fuck out. You have fifteen minutes to get your shit together and get out. Report to Welch. He'll arrange your final paycheck."

My phone rings and its Welch. I look up but Reynolds is gone. I see him walking with Taylor towards staff quarters.

I answer the damn phone,"Grey," more brusque and louder than I intended. Welch wants me to know PSE is sending a crew to check for a possible leak. I advise him Reynolds is no longer employed by us and to expect him to show up for his final paycheck. He suggests I talk to Taylor about recruiting some of his friends, even if they only agree to a short term contract. I agree and invite Welch over for a status meeting at ten tonight. Welch agrees and we both hang up.

I text Taylor and make sure he is aware that Reynolds has been terminated with just cause. He replies yes, and he will escort him off the premises and change the codes. I walk out to the kitchen for a glass of wine when my fucking phone vibrates again. Its Welch. PSE are on the scene at Ros's house. Unfortunately, so is Seattle Fire Dept. Neighbor's report hearing an explosion. Fuck. I thank Welch for the update and call Ryan. He advises they are just pulling up to the restaurant and he will text Ms Bailey they are there. I need to talk to Ros in person. I need to tell her and Gwen about the house.

I can't go alone and if Taylor comes with me, Gail and Barney are alone. Just then, Reynolds comes walking out dragging a large dufflebag on wheels. He has the nerve to stop and give me a dirty look. Fuck that.

"Something on your mind, Reynolds? Got something you want to say?"

Taylor prods him and he starts walking to the door again, but not before muttering, "fucking asshole."

It was all I needed to hear. I shove Taylor out of the way and lunge at there retreating form of Reynolds. I grab his shirt collar and yank him around to me and slam my fist in his face. I look with satisfaction as he slides to the floor, conscious but woozy. I am screaming at him that her house blew up because he couldn't do his job. I feel Taylor at my side, and knowing he is there just calms me. Taylor, in the mean time, has got the guard from the elevator to come and remove Reynolds sorry carcass.

I apologize to Taylor and ask if he is alright. He nods. I explain I really need him to find a friend or two who he trusts that can work close security. I tell him forget the fucking budget, find somebody. We are no longer simply short staffed, we are now dangerously understaffed and that has to be addressed immediately. Taylor says he'll get someone. I call Ryan, he says the ladies are just getting into the car now. I tell him to swing by Escala and pick me up. Somethings need to be said in person.