Grey was about to head toward the first teleportation platform when Brad shifted the Dominion hammer higher onto his shoulder and followed after him. "I'm coming."
Grey looked over, thought about it for all of half a second, then shrugged and said, "Sure, why not?"
"I'll come as well."
Grey stopped again, though this time the voice was surprising enough that he actually turned around.
Amara stood a short distance away with the same calm expression she seemed to wear through almost everything, and Grey pursed his lips as he looked her over.
Ma Famille still had fifteen empty slots after the upgrade, and considering how much he had just invested into the damned thing, he might as well start figuring out whether she was worth one.
His grin slowly widened. "Eye candy for the road? You're fitting into the team already."
Amara stared at him.
Grey didn't seem to care in the slightest that she had already accused him of gathering women to fuck.
