Amaya's POV

 "Then we do it without you. But we lose the advantage of having someone who knows Genesis from the inside." Morrison leans forward. "I won't force you. But those people in those facilities—they're where you were. Trapped. Terrified. Waiting for someone to save them."

 He's not wrong. And he knows it.

 I look at my mates. The bond pulses with shared determination.

 "We're in," I say.

 "Amaya—" Cara starts.

 "All of us," I clarify, looking at her. "Every survivor who wants to help. We know what it's like in there. We can help guide the teams."

 "That's what I was hoping you'd say." Morrison pulls out more files....