C28 The Journey

The door swung open with a bang, revealing Razor, his face contorted in a mixture of anger and fear.

"What happened?" Jasmine demanded, her hand instinctively flying to the hilt of the makeshift knife strapped to her thigh. Maya and Anya mirrored her movement, their faces tense.

Razor took a ragged breath, his chest heaving. "Patrol. Cross's patrol