She lifted her eyebrows. “And you didn’t?”
“I didn’t say that.” They shared a knowing smirk, then Chastain added, “What’s the plan now then?”
Kim thought for a moment. “I’ll drop Jota a text to give them an update on our progress, and let them know I need their phones to sort out the feed. Then, how about I rustle up something for dinner while you… do whatever. Put your feet up.”
He glanced at the bags and cases he’d brought with him, still piled up at the edge of the room. “No time for putting my feet up. I need to get all this kit checked over and organised. Not much point knowing someone’s coming for us if we haven’t got anything to fight with except our bare hands. Especially since we’re keeping our abilities under wraps wherever possible.”
She nodded. “Speaking of knowing someone’
