Brenda’s POV
The countdown has begun. Twenty-four hours had replaced seventy-two. We knew it had to end, even though we had no idea how.
Tony and I stood side by side as we examined the enormous board that was erected in the former school that we had claimed as our base. Like a knotted spiderweb, strings linked notes, maps, and photographs.
"Any news from the outpost in the south?" Tony inquired.
Ethan came in, breathing heavily. "Safe. We have five more combatants. Previous mercenaries
Tony gave a nod. "All right. They will be necessary.
Mia had just returned from a weapons drop as I turned to face her. She threw her backpack down, and it clanked.
She declared, "I got everything." "Flashbangs, grenades, and guns," even smoke bombs.
I smiled a little at her. "You're incredible."
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