EDGE
I was dreading Blade’s reaction when I got back to HQ.
His face was pale, eyes stony when we walked back in, his eyes on my arm. He reached out for me, but I shook my head. I needed to clean this up first. I dropped my helmet, gun and sword on the sofa, starting to peel the scraps of my leathers off.
“Edge, I can’t believe I’ve got to order you another jacket, I know it’s your money, but jeez, woman. That one didn’t even last two days.” Clara was trying to hide concern with laughter, but it wasn’t working.
“f**k,” I swore when I could see the damage to my arm. No wonder it hurt so much. On the plus side, once it’s washed and there’s definitely nothing in it that shouldn’t be there, it will heal fairly quickly.
Blade suddenly appeared behind me, hands moving my top to get a bette
