Chapter Twenty-One
Damien moved from the van to the jeep and deposited the backpack in the rear. Sophia gave him her P99. It had one round in the chamber and three in the magazine. Not ideal but it was all she had. He asked Nasira and Jay to take everything out of the backpack, including two empty daypacks. Jay filled each daypack with an MP7 and a spare mag, handing off a single round from his pistol to Damien for his P99.
‘Wow, thanks,’ Damien said, using his thumbs to feed the single round into the P99 mag.
‘We’re both on five rounds now,’ Jay said. ‘That’s fair.’
Jay slipped his oxygen tank from the backpack into the rear of the jeep. Damien didn’t question it; oxygen tanks had their uses. He threw his daypack over both shoulders and debated with Jay over where to put their pistols
