'You might think differently when you meet her,' Kingsley said. 'And she won't take kindly to an Armistice Guard and his troops rocking up on her doorstep asking for help.'
'She's the target,' Jack reminded him. 'She escaped and was the reason why so many others to tried to escape as well. She's working against everything President Galen is trying to achieve. I can offer her protection in exchange for her help.'
Jack squirmed a little as Kingsley paused and studied him. 'You weren't always a guard, were you?'
'That isn't relevant to this mission.' Jack straightened his back and held his gun a little tighter.
'How old were you when you took up this post?' Kingsley asked. ‘Early twenties?'
'Why do you care?'
'I like to know who I'm working with and you're definitely someone who's lived
