Helping her to her feet, she groaned as she'd been in the same position for a few days, so needed a couple of minutes to work the kinks out of her muscles and joints. Finding her some clothes to put on first, I helped her upstairs, no surprise we found a pile of dead bodies, burning buildings, and no sign of the Legion. Had me chuckling. In, out, no fucking about.

And a jeep, just as I'd requested. After making sure Angie was comfortable in the passenger seat, I sat behind the wheel, switched on my phone, enabled my GPS, and made a call.

"Extraction required. Nearest airfield possible."

I...