Page 232 of Scars of Duty


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River smirks.

“He’s telling the truth.”

Logan gestures toward the sky.

“Enjoy the moment while you can.”

“Why?”

“Because the feds are about thirty seconds from asking a thousand questions.”

River sighs.

“Fantastic.”

Boone chuckles softly beside me.

The sound pulls my attention back to him.

“You okay?” he asks quietly.

I nod.

“I think so.”

But the adrenaline is still buzzing in my veins.

Everything that just happened—

The countdown.

The system.

The city.

It still feels unreal.

Boone studies my face for a moment.

Then gently touches my arm.

“Come here.”

He leads me toward the far side of the rooftop.

Away from the teams.

Away from the noise.

The wind is quieter here.

The city stretches endlessly below us.

For a moment—

Neither of us says anything.

Then I laugh softly.