6
Kara forced herself to look away from Justin. She could see by Major Wilson’s face that he’d been inside RPA coffins before. A sweeping glance, and no more. It told her something about his security clearance at least.
His eyes hesitated only twice: once on the poster of an MQ-1C Gray Eagle soaring among the clouds, and once on her Fordham University Rams banner. She made a guess based on his hesitation.
“The Lions suck, by the way.”
Wilson’s frown was as instantaneous as only a true Columbia University Lions football fan would have. “And we’re going to kick your butts this year too.” He actually growled, but it was hard to argue with Fordham’s winning streak. Reality sucks, dude! But she kept the last to herself, figuring that she’d pushed him hard enough.
She could also see Justin
