Val’s P.O.V

Brielle found a parking spot as she stepped out first after turning off the ignition, the engine idling.

She said beseechingly, “Squad formation. Talia left flank, Juliette right. I’ve got a point. Val center and keep moving. Do not engage unless absolutely necessary. Our goal is to arrive in class. Understood?”

“Roger that, Captain,” Juliette said, saluting weakly.

“Affirmative,” Talia nodded, stashing her notebook.

I took a shaky breath, pulling my hood up like ...