“Mine weren’t like that,” Sofia wondered what that would be like. Melissa seemed so…normal. White blonde, sleek, and pleasant. It took an effort every time to remember that she was also a Unit operator with a long list of “mission accomplished” entries in her file. She’d also been awarded several unadvertised medals for valor, including a Distinguished Flying Cross—a very unlikely award for a Unit operator. Richie also had one of those in his file. Neither had any explanation on this side of the need-to-know security wall.
“Okay, okay,” Melissa snatched the Pringles can away from Carla. “My parents are totally sweet. Give me a freaking break!”
“Yep! Totally Canadian.” Carla gave Sofia a wicked grin for having elicited such a reaction out of their soft-spoken teammate.
“So, Sofia, was Du
