Another Sunday, another six sentences–this time from The Black Tide. 🙂
Jonas says hurry, Cat said.
I pulled the guard out of the doorway, let the door shut, and then once again destroyed the control panel. After I’d stripped the guard of his weapons, I asked Cat to gather whatever she could carry from the other two, and then staggered toward the hauler. I barely made it up the ramp before I collapsed.
“Rhea help us,” Jonas muttered, with a quick, concerned glance at me.