Chapter Fifty
Sophia, Denton, Nasira, DC and Chickenhead were gathered around the planning table examining Denton’s sketches of the OpCenter. She looked up to see Damien and Jay enter the room. She was relieved to see them, but they weren’t alone.
‘You’ve made a few new friends,’ she said.
‘There’s thirty-seven of us now,’ Damien said.
‘That’s quite a few.’ There were only three unexpected people standing before her right now, though, and one of them was Grace.
‘Didn’t expect to see you here,’ Sophia said.
‘Likewise,’ Grace said.
‘I thought you had other things to do.’
‘This is my other thing,’ Grace said. ‘I thought you were trying to stay out of America.’
‘Staying out of trouble was never my strong point,’ Sophia said. ‘Who are your friends?’
A woman with flame-red hair gave an
