Chapter 112

VOLUME FOUR: CUTTER

Cutter

"Didn't even shave?"

I roll my eyes as Tucker and Major walk toward me. Karsyn follows closely behind, not because she's coming with us, but because she wants to see her boys off. At least that's what Tucker told me when I texted him, asking if he wanted a ride this morning.

"Something tells me a beard and my tattoos are going to be the least of anyone's worries over the next few weeks."

Reaching down, I give Major a few scratches, watching as the rest of the crew heading down to the gulf coast show up.

"You've definitely got a point there." Karsyn hugs her arms tightly to her body.

It's not necessarily cold, but it is three in the morning. "Are you going to meet us down there? If we have to stay longer than a few weeks?"

She nods. "Depends on what's happening here. There are a lot of you going down. We can't have a shortage in Laurel Springs and still expect to help people who need it."

"Makes sense."

Tucker reaches back, grabbing hold