Chapter 11
Nuri leads me down another alley and
through a shattered window into an abandoned warehouse. Glass
crunches under my boots as we weave our way through a maze of boxes
that must’ve once been stacked neatly into aisles but now lay
scattered around, broken and scavenged. “This isn’t as bad as I
thought it’d be,” I whisper as we hurry along.
He laughs. “What? You think you can
take Chug and Rich yourself? No offense, man, but you ain’t exactly
the poster child for the Army, you know? Rich could break you in
half, and don’t even get me started on Chug. He and Sloan go way
back. I don’t think you want to f**k with him.”
I shake my head, a gesture Nuri
doesn’t see as he ducks beneath a hanging section of conduit and
pushes open an old steel door. Bright sunlight floods th
