I stood from the armchair, stretched, and pulled on my mask. I bent down to pick up my mug, then headed downstairs to check on Sierra. She was still sleeping, but I’d known that.
Did you have bugs on her?
I’d felt secure about removing my mask only because I had bugs on the girl, to keep track of her. I’d know the second she stirred.
Of course she did. Not sure why I even wondered about the security of taking off her mask. I really should’ve predicted this.
I went into the kitchen before sending a text to Coil:
Merchant burn victim & other wounded near Sandstone & Harney. Send medic?
How thoughtful. Plus, helping them out like this could be a bit of salt on the wound. “Hey, I trounced you completely and with ease. Have some medics to help you get over your crushing defeat at my hands.”
No use having the woman die from any complications from her injuries. Besides, maybe he could get her to offer up information in exchange for her freedom.
Well, this too.
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