EvansI dropped to my knees on the concrete beside Hailey, my hands hovering over her and the baby, not sure where it was safe to touch."Are you hurt," I said, my voice barely holding together. "Hailey, are you hurt anywhere—""I'm fine," she said, breathless, tears still wet on her face. "Evans, we're both fine, look at him, just look at him."I looked. I couldn't stop looking. He was small and red and furious, his fists pressed against his own face, and something inside my chest cracked open in a way I didn't have words for."We don't have time," Sera said, already moving, grabbing a folded tarp off a shelf and wrapping it gently around the baby. "Evans, whatever happened out there, it's not over. We need to move."She was right. I could hear it in the walls, boots on concrete somewhere above us, shouting in two different directions. Rey's men were still searching, still confused, but confusion doesn't last forever."Marcus set an extraction point two hundred meters past the east f
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