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“Monterrey!” Xiaobo cried. “Hold on.” He rushed to his SSA colleague. Stopped next to the lunar scooter Monterrey was on. The rigid gaze, her attitude; Xiaobo recognized it all. Monterrey wasn’t herself. She was clearly eager for revenge. “Leeanne,” he said softly so Laro and Trullo couldn’t hear it. “Are you sure about this? You just found your husband and your son. I understand that you…”
“Let me go Xiu,” Monterrey said. She never mentioned her supervisor by his first name. But this was different. Everything was different now. Now that these… these filthy Sepulchrians had the death of her husband and son on their conscience. “I have every right for revenge,” she said angrily.
“I… I don’t know… I understand you,” Xiaobo said. “Of course, you want revenge, but that’s exactly why I’d
