“Safe, everyone is safe.”
Good.
That’s what matters.
That’s all that matters.
But it’s not.
And that’s the problem.
I run a hand through my hair.
Pace once.
Twice.
Energy I can’t burn off.
Because I’m not there.
Blaze watches me.
“You good?”
“No.”
He nods like he expected that answer.
“Then let’s finish this.”
I look back at the warehouse.
At everything Tank died trying to expose.
“They’re escalating,” I say.
“They already have,” Wolf replies.
I nod once.
Decision locking into place.
“Then we end it faster.”