She threw things around, ripping into pillows and wrenching the couch cushions apart. In her rage she smashed a lamp, its pieces falling to the floor and landing haphazardly in the sea of feathers washed across the floor.

Drawers were opened, riffled through and abandoned. It had to be here. She had to find it. At her feet, a scruffy dog barked noisily.

“***** off Jo!” she aimed a kick at the animals stomach. Jo Friday took her cue and ran into the bedroom, hiding under the bed.

In the kitchen, she pulled open cupboard doors, yanking one clean off its hinges before discarding it carelessly on the floor. Spices, condiments and jars rained down around her. Her destruction of the kitchen was minimal but necessary. She turned her attention to the hall closet. There it was. A simple box with the words ‘For Jane’ etched into its lid. She pulled the box from the shelf and lifted the lid, its contents exactly how she had hoped they would be. The leather holster settled within.

She smiled, a warm serenity settling over her. She would be rewarded well for this. Turning back to the devastation she had left in her wake, she shuddered slightly. It was against everything she was to leave such a mess but the promises she had made had made it a requirement. Rushing into the bedroom, she stepped carefully over clothes and cushions as she returned to the dresser. She searched through the drawers and found only practicality. Typical of Jane. Trying the wardrobe again, she saw three small drawers that she’d previously not noticed. Pulling one open she found what she was looking for. Carefully she pulled out each garment in turn, holding each one up and inspecting it carefully. Red or black? Which would she prefer to see Jane in?

She finally found the perfect garment. A simple but sexy black thong, lace trimmed but still leaving something to the imagination. Yes, this would be perfect. She tucked the underwear into her pocket and fled the scene, pulling the front door closed behind her, she was careful to leave only one mark.

A teacup and saucer on Jane’s doorstep.