I looked at her.
That single glance made Heather stagger back two steps, nearly falling.
"I'm not dead. Disappointed?"
"No... no..." Heather shook her head violently, hiding behind Austin. "Austin, she... how is she..."
Austin shielded her and looked at me. "Evelyn, about what happened before... I'm sorry. But I had no choice. I had to consider the whole team..."
"I know," I cut him off. "Avoid suspicion."
Austin's face went pale.
"But that's not necessary anymore," I continued. "I'm not your team member anymore. You don't need to 'avoid suspicion' for me anymore."
I turned to Raymond. "Captain Mercer, how does the intake process work?"
Raymond glanced at Austin, then at me. "As a rule, we accept all survivors willing to follow the rules. But our resources are limited, so screenin
