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My focus settled on Caleb. He was dirty and bruised. Dried blood was caked on his face, neck, and clothes. His glazed eyes stared back at me. I read so much in them that I had to look away before I cried.
I caught the same expression on everyone except David, Remy, and Ava. I could only imagine that they had been through worse in their military careers. Perhaps this was just another day for them. But everyone else was a hair away from complete breakdown.
Mya trembled next to me. I’m sure I was trembling too, but I couldn’t tell. I had fallen numb as soon I saw Caleb.
“Sit,” Alfonso ordered, pointing to a space next to Sergio at the edge of the room.
I took Mya’s hand and helped her to the ground.
“Durske,” he called out.
I glanced over, wondering who he was talking to.
“Your thu
