Noah's laugh cut sharp across the gym. He pushed off the wall and sauntered closer, thumbs hooked in his pockets like a teenager about to start a fight and call it a joke. "Nah," he said, cheerful. "KAS does nothing without Zaddy's permission. Plus, I have to go with them… gotta keep an eye on them, you know? Never know when they're gonna go off script."
He winked at the second-in-command. "You know how it is—stars and their entourages."
Zubair didn't bother dignifying it. He snapped a glance at Sera. That was all. She turned back to the doors. The cold outside would be clean and quiet. She preferred quiet that didn't watch her breathe.
The snow in the lot had risen a lot in just the short time they were in there. It was now a few inches deep, and she was worried that if it didn't stop soon, getting the supplies was going to turn dicey. She climbed into the middle of the backseat, waiting for the bullshit of the military to be over and done with.
