Josie’s lips curled into a faint smirk.
Not bad.
At least they weren’t a bunch of brain–dead “heroes” looking to play Savior.
The timing is too perfect, Zane said, his voice low. “It’s like they were waiting here just for us.”
‘We’re following your lead, Ms. Quinn,” the rest of the squad chimed in.
You’re not going to check on them?” Josie asked, sounding mock–surprised. “I thought your whole deal was protecting the
inn
eir heads aggressively. “Protecting the public? That was our old life. Our mission now is to stay alive. Besides, bvious trap? We aren’t that stupi
dry laugh. “Interesting. I thoug
d just rush in blind?” Zane sm
ed an eyebrow. “Do I look
don’t,” Zane said. “But your f her way to help anyone.”
osie shrugged. She had
In her past life, sh
But after seei
“Don’t bla
oversea
“We
“F
were worried you’d go soft and try to play the hero.”
records, you used to be a real sweetheart–the kind of girl who’d go ou
over and over, she didn’t have a heart left to give.
Quinn, Hudson added. “We saw this kindhing all the time when we were deployed pped to their chests, acting innocent ju
We don’t trust anything we see
another guy chimed in. “They m
efore they blew everyone to hell.”
re.”
kid like that.”
de vests this time, but the whole setup
added. “This has ‘trap‘ written all over it.”
ree of his fingers. He
got
discharg
rvive that storm, let alone
rted muttering in a
heart in the bur
for a reason.
n she saw that Josie and the crew weren’t budging from the truck, she pus! I’m really pregnant! It’s not a trick, I swear!”
massive, seven–month bump.
woman’s stomach.
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