No. Way. In. Hell.

"If you're over your little pity party," I snapped, "maybe you'd like to get back to work."

Max's hurt expression wasn't helping his case any.

"Sydlynn-"

I cut him off with a firm punch to his shoulder. "I don't want to hear about it," I said. "We've come too far and been through too much together for you to quit on me now, you big lummox." Max straightened slowly, turned to face ...