NIKOLAI
A few days after we returned, I found myself in the office with Tyce. He pointed toward some packages sitting next to his desk. “Hey, bro, so we got all these sports bras for your pack.”
“What?” I blinked a few times, not understanding why, out of every supply our pack could possibly need, he’d gotten bras for us.
“Oh, Terri didn’t tell you?” He looked up at me from the paper he had in his hand. “She asked me to get your pack some sports bra. Said your female warriors needed more support. So Gigi measured all of them, and put in the order, since I obviously had no idea what I’m doing.” He smiled and shook his head.
“Terri asked for these to be ordered?” I asked, making sure I heard right.
“Yeah, she’s a good kid,” Tyce replied. “Always thinking of other people. I constantly te
