Redhawk Caldera We never really lose them

His brows lifted a bit at the sight of her scars. He was sure there was more where that came from, especially within her, in the places no one could see.

I'm glad to hear that, Killer remarked, letting a smile return to his face. And I'm glad you're back.

He nodded down the meandering trail of the border, then tilted his head toward Amalia in invitation. Wanna take a walk? I promise I'll stay on my side of the line, he added cheekily, a glint in his eye.