“Not!” This time Michelle and Isobel spoke in unison and then laughed at their common answer. A sentiment that Jesse echoed as well.
He backed his statement up with a hard squeeze of her thigh under the table. It was intimate, thoughtful, and appreciated. The fact that she wasn’t broken, at least not in that way, would be a huge relief if she could just believe it.
Hannah still couldn’t shake the feeling that she was a freak in this world no matter what they said. She was a woman in the Army, which awarded her Freak Level One. An operator in Delta Force, which took her up to about Level Twenty. A female operator in Delta Force, Level Nine Kajillion right there. She’d rung the nine-kajillion bell—which had always been her personal highest measure—all before she’d started projecting mass a
