It looked like it was a damn good one too." I speared her with a look before continuing, "And I was the one who gave it to you. Don't forget it."I was... being an ass again, but dammit, I was hurt. I had known Sheila since she was 4 years old and had never hurt her. But last night she chose to act like I had raped her and couldn't wait to get rid of me.The look that passed over Sheila's face almost made me regret my flippancy. She didn't stay down for long though."Dammit Nat! That's not what I. Apparently the Captain didn't trust anybody.There were rowers on the deck below but none on this deck. Everybody else seemed to be above. I went out first. There were no fires or lanterns because this ruined night vision. I was able to go to the right and climb some steps. I saw the wheelman and someone else.I must have made noises because the other said, "Who - " before I hit with a fist and then a karate chop to the neck. The wheelman grabbed for his knife but my hand deflected the arm as. I was in the middle of the pack as we made the trip to Washington with my phone going crazy with texts from Marty Coeburn.“We got Balthazar Khamini and an accomplice; they had one of the mobile IEDs in the trunk of the car along with maps and directions. I will be at 1600 when you get there,” the text said.Twenty minutes later I walked into half a crew at Section Twelve; everyone was taking a cue from me by varying arrival and departure time. Ben and Frank were looking at pictures of Khamini. "Going to a game. You must really like him." "Oh, knock it off." Ryan swatted Lara's hand away, making her friend laugh. "It's his 250th game. He asked if I'd come and said some people would be getting together afterwards for a few drinks or whatever. He's been really good about the band, coming to the show and all, and so I feel like I should go. I mean, I want to, and it sounds like fun." "You're so cute when you're trying to figure out a relationship. It's adorable, really." "Shut up." Ryan.