Chapter Fifty-Two
“Arrogance gets people killed,” Jia declared as she strapped on her tactical vest.
They had flown away from the syndicate base and parked in an empty underground garage where they could get their magazines, grenades, and heavier weapons ready.
Emma was blocking the local cameras since they needed to pull out the carryaids and strap the laser rifle and rocket launcher to them.
“Are you talking about us?” Erik grabbed a tactical EMP and put it in a duster pocket. “We’re about to storm a syndicate base by ourselves. Some people might say that’s arrogant.”
“I meant them,” Jia suggested, looking insulted. “They didn’t even bother to tail us or figure out who we are. Even if we’re just scouts for another syndicate, the current situation is one in which they might get hit.”
