Rachel Speed

I would have wondered why, but the distraction of movement in the corner of my vision interrupted the thought and answered the question in the same moment.  Juliette was resuming her run, rejoining Chastity, who put a hand on her shoulder, supporting her as they ran across uneven ground.

Rachel was already moving again, darting from cover to cover while her wolf and a hound flanked her, shielding her from stray fire.  If Parian and Foil were here, they hadn’t been with Rachel or gotten instructions from Contessa.  I hoped they were okay.