Six Sentence Sunday yet again...

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.


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