“So, what is it like? The compound.”
Ian glanced over at Lizzie, who was much chirpier now that she was no longer seeing anything out of the ordinary. “It’s where we live and train.”
She shifted in the passenger seat to look at him. “How many of you are there?”
“Three of us are on active duty. There are currently twelve juniors, and then there are the three bosses.”
“Bosses. Ah …” She tipped her head back. “The office positions.”
“Yup.”
Her lips curled and so did his. Lizzie did have a brilliant smile, but he’d never believe there was anything evil about her. Even on the run, she still had to take care of the homeless man who had attacked them.
And her disposable wipes and teeth brushing. He laughed.
“What’s funny about that?”
He shook his head. “Nothing. I was thinking about some
