Jack stepped forward with his hands shoved into his pockets, closing his eyes and bowing his head to her. “I guess that should be me,” he said. “I can handle anything Slade might throw at us.”
Biting her lip, Jena nodded her satisfaction. “Good,” she said, spinning to face the others. “Gabrina, since you"re here, I"m going to assume you"re willing to be a part of this op. I want you and Anna to meet me on Station Fifteen in an hour. We"re going to take a cargo shuttle down to Atlantic City. From there, we"ll-”
“Excuse me,” Raynar cut in.
He was behind her, but she could sense his silhouette standing with one hand raised like a kid trying to ask his teacher a question. “I know you"ll probably object to this,” he added in a shaky voice. “But I would like to go too.”
Tossing her head back
