Black Badger

It didn't take long to descend.

We plunged through the cold air. The chilly wind stung my ears. The palms gripping the wire felt raw. But with the speed we were going, there was nothing I could do about it.

The ground rushed up to meet us.

I landed safely.

Fortunately, there were no mishaps this time. We made it down without incident and escaped the arena. Ricardo, who had landed first, was already making a report on a phone that seemed to have come from who knows where.

Probably snatched from one of the dead cops or mafiosi.

I hadn't even thought to grab one. Something to reflect on.

I adjusted Barbie into a more comfortable position in my arms and approached. My senior looked up.

"Status."