If Ghost had been that callous decades ago, or that angry, he was certain he would not have survived the meeting in that warehouse transformed into a safe house. And he seemed more detached.
At that moment, as he was sweating, Jack felt a gaze fall on him. He turned to meet sky blue eyes looking at him from their corner. They were so clear, so calm, but so piercing.
His heart jumped. He immediately wiped the expression of concern and apprehension from his face, and showed a small smile before hurrying after Hannah.
He, Jack Schneider, was a good scavenger, and his expertise might just help the brown-haired woman.
Meanwhile, outside, the stars going at full blast toward a catastrophic collision as they broadcasted the weight of their existence got closer and closer, spreading an atmosphere of impending doom.
