Chapter 51

• Tripp jammed the last of his gear in the bag and did it up. He glanced at the door again to see the snow was still coming down. Sighing, he looked at his phone, Kenzo had told him to hang on and hadn’t returned yet. Amari hadn’t returned either. She’d been ushered off to the home of those they’d found while he’d elected to get things back in order with his gear. He was so aggravated right now; he didn’t know which way was up.
• “Sorry about that, quick strategy session.”
• Grabbing the phone, Tripp took it off the speaker and put it to his ear. He leaned against the workbench and stared at the door, “ops canned?”