He marched past her. “I told you to wait.” The condescending words were directed right at her, though dismissively his eyes were no longer turned towards her but at a packet of papers one of his comrades passed to him.
“You killed all of them.” The words dropped out of her mouth one by one without emotion.
“What’re we gonna do about her?” one of them asked, and it took a moment for her to remember his name was Nicky. She didn’t like the snicker in his voice.
Kent took his time responding, walking away from the scene and back towards their vehicle. The other two men followed him, and Devan too fell into lockstep behind them. She kept her chin high, not allowing herself another look at the bodies.
“Langston will take care of her,” Kent eventually said as he opened the truck door.
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