Hart: "Isn't this a bit much? Morgan's a girl, after all. Look how pissed Monroe is getting."
Girls have thinner skin.
Boland clicked his tongue, glancing at Hart with contempt: "Look at you, so spineless. We're looking for Morgan because of the match. You think the prize money is less than what that rich lady offered?"
Hart: "..." Look at you talking big—weren't you just asking Monroe how much the rich lady paid?
...
Dane had a map of Team Red's building area. Honestly, they'd all walked every route in that zone at least once. When they found out Hugh and his crew came back from that way, Renee and Dane picked a prime spot for an ambush.
It was a row of three five-story buildings. Left led to a deep lake, with a narrow path beside it; right was a maze of long streets and alleys. With Team Red's few people, there was no way they'd flank them in such complex terrain.
Renee lay in wait as the sniper in the high rise, Dane camped out around the corner.
