9: Ryann
Ryann
Ryann’s first reaction was to pull Brice back down. But she understood the truth in his actions, pushed to her feet and stood beside him.
she sussed.
She didn’t answer, because he already knew.
she told both the boys.
Brice nodded. He kept his gaze on the undergrowth before them, where lattice-rich traces hung heavy, if a touch murky.
Branches parted to reveal a tall woman. She wore dark green, the material padded for protection, with a hood covering her head. Two men pushed through, one to either side. They wore similar clothing. All three held weapons at the ready.
The woman took a step forward and pulled back her hood. She had short hair and a dark, lined face that spoke of age and experience. She wore an ear-piece, the microphone wire curling down to her straig
