Chapter 6Izzy and the rescue team arrived back in the Operations suite in a somber mood, bringing the stink of blood with them. Margot needed to help somehow, fearing that if she had nothing else to do, she’d grab Izzy, or Eileen, or any of them, and hug them, sobbing. So, she collected up the armor and weapons they discarded and took them into the makeshift armory. Hooks had been attached to the walls, and she started to hang the body armor on them.
“Needs to be washed first,” Izzy said from the doorway. She came in carrying some of the shock sticks, and started plugging them into charging stations. “See that door? Hot water and cleaning gear in there.”
“Ah, right,” Margot said. “Um, are you okay?”
Izzy forced a smile on, though her face was stained with tear tracks. “We got that kid o
