Jordan Summers - [Dead World 01] - Plot & Excerpts
"I do." "Fine." He reached for the lid of his canteen and slowly unscrewed it, but didn't drink. "Truth is I didn't want to know about your job. I wanted to find out about you."' "I thought this was a working dinner." Red said. '"You said that, not me." Her eyes widened in surprise before she could school her features. Red hadn't expected that kind of candor. She shifted uncomfortably as if her seat had suddenly grown lumps: no one had ever been interested enough to ask about her, not even the men she'd joined with. "I've been with the team for ten years. What else would you like to know?" she asked, surprising herself and Morgan, if the startled expression on his face was any indication. "You can start by telling me why they call you Red. It can't be because of your dark features or your hair, since it's black." He sat back, his large frame relaxing into the chair. "No, it's not due to my appearance." Her stomach dropped and her face blanked. "You know why. It's all in the file." "Actually, that part's a little vague.
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