epilogue

Randal woke up early. It was technically morning, though it was really still the middle of the night. He packed two heaters, his hand cannons, his kitana, and his reeva, a hyper long range rifle, thin and over six feet long. He put the reeva in a case, throwing it over his shoulder.

It had nearly been a month since Randal was rescued by Clara and Claude Revel erased, but this was something Ran had to handle on his own.

They couldn’t tell Turtle or Helen; Helen wouldn’t understand Ran’s need to do this alone, instead insisting the two help.