“Skitter gave us permission.”
“We supposed to believe?” Sugita asked, his voice heavily accented.
Oh hey, you’re here too.
Is Yan with you?
“Yeah.”
“No,” Yan spoke. She reached behind her back and drew a handgun.
Well, fuck.
“Don’t believe you.”
There are kids here, Sierra thought.
They don’t need another corpse on the floor.
“Stupid,” she spoke without thinking.
Yan pointed the gun at her. “What did you say?”
Oops.
“You know Skitter gave us the go-ahead to use her place.”
“That so? I overheard someone complaining that Skitter left without announcing anything, after the fires,” Yan said. Her tone was mocking.
Taylor may have fucked up in that regard.
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