Chapter 29: Suicide Squad
"I’ll go."
I spun around in shock to see Sydney raising her hand lazily behind me.
"S—Sydney?" I stammered, completely caught off guard. The last thing I’d expected was for her to volunteer for what was essentially a suicide mission. "You can’t be serious."
But looking at her face, I could see that she was absolutely serious.
The thing was, while I appreciated her willingness to help, I wasn’t sure she was the right person for this job. What I really needed were people who knew the layout of Lexington Charter inside and out, people who could navigate the building’s corridors and hidden passages without getting us all killed.
"And who are you supposed to be?" Scott asked, his tone dismissive as he looked Sydney up and down.
"I don’t give my name to random assholes with the emotional maturity of dogs in heat," she retorted, barely bothering to glance in his direction as she delivered the insult.
The effect was immediate.
Several people actually gasped audibly, their eyes widening in shock at the crude directness of her response. Even Mei looked up from her book with raised eyebrows, clearly impressed by Sydney’s complete lack of social filter.
She wasn’t just ignoring social niceties—she was obliterating them with the precision of a surgical strike.
As expected of Sydney...
"What did you just say?!" Scott’s face flushed bright red as the full impact of her words hit him. He took a step toward her, his hands clenching into fists, clearly preparing to do something stupid.