“So…what do we do now?” asked Shadela. She had come to the front of the group, standing to one side with her balled fists on her hips. Her black hair was tied back, and for once I found it rather beautiful.
“We train with Shades,” I announced to the others. “If she doesn’t mind. I believe she’s an expert in tactics and weapons, correct?” Shades nodded with a sly grin. “That is, if everyone’s in…” I glanced around. None of the guys moved. I tried not to smile when I noticed Tracer stand a little straighter.
Falcon nodded. “We’re all in, Emma.” Wayk’s grin exploded over his face again. “Let’s do this thing!”
“Wait, what exactly are we doing?” Gator asked, waving his hands around and looking back and forth between Falcon and Tracer.
“A rescue operation,” I answered, “for a boy named Raven. I know where he’s being held.”
“Alright! Where?” Kael asked.
“In a high-security complex...”
“Okay,” paused Tracer.
“…that shouldn’t exist…”
“Uh…” faltered Gator.
“…and if we’re caught, we’re all probably gonna die.”
“Oh,” said Falcon.
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