Page 107 of Black Reign

“Miss London Bridge?”

“Do not call her that.”

Drew points at me.

“She’s here.”

Leo laughs.

Actually laughs.

“Blackwell’s running.”

“I am walking.”

“You skipped three stairs,” Vale says.

“I have long legs.”

Drew turns toward the others. “He’s nervous.”

“I’m handling a credential exception.”

“At Haverhill’s wedding.”

“Yes.”

“For a mystery woman.”

“Yes.”

“Who stood you up.”

My jaw tightens.

He smiles wider.

“There’s the face.”

“Travers.”

Kane steps closer. “Seriously. She’s here?”

The excitement in his voice irritates me for reasons I don’t have time to examine.

“I have a Vesper credential at the outer checkpoint.”

Drew lets out a triumphant shout.

Jalen claps once.

Vale lifts his glass.

Leo says, “Hundred-to-one is officially alive.”

“There is no bet.”

“There is absolutely a bet,” Kane says.