I owe her one hell of a favor.
Yes. Yes you do.
Unless you or someone else pulls something really good, Charlotte is going to be the MVP of this chapter for that move alone.
I’d had my bugs sweeping through nearby buildings since I’d arrived. I hadn’t really stopped, even after I got home. I had found several of the wounded. A man lying prone, two kids huddled near their mother. The mother’s face was sticky with blood, her breathing quick.
Ouch. Is the man breathing?
The children were bleeding too. I could sense a man stumbling blindly through what had been his home, hands to his face.
You really should switch to a more eye-friendly shampoo, pal.
I almost sent her after the blind man, but reconsidered.
I pointed at a warehouse, and spoke loud enough for others to hear, “There’s a woman and two little kids in there, you won’t be able to help them alone.”
Ooh, good idea, inciting more people to help by making it absolutely clear that they are needed. That everyone needs to work together.
Which was a large part of why I had chosen them.
Yeah, I see what you’re doing, and I like it a lot.