"Listen to what?" Logan snapped, that anger that still bubbled beneath the surface rising to the top. He'd gotten so good at fighting it and hiding it, but there it was. That same fire born from hurt and pain was still there after all these years.

"I don't know what game you're playing, Jack, but I'm not okay with it. This isn't okay."

For a moment it looked like he might take a swing at the other man, but those years of careful control kicked in and his fist made contact with the door frame instead.