LUCA
“Where are you going?” Darrel asked from behind me, his voice carrying across the open corridor of the training camp.
“I’m coming,” I replied without turning back. “I just need a minute. I will be quick.”
If I had known that this place would have almost no network coverage, I would never have agreed to train here. Not now. Not when my heart was already stretched thin with worry. Truth is before the whole issue with Aria, Darrel and Karen—when we were planning against the training, I had given Darrel control over everything. I told him he would be in charge this period.
If not for that reason alone, I would've pushed for a change in location. I was still mad at him and I told myself it was going to be strictly business. Not discussion about personal matters.
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