| No More Time

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

The face I saw next was nearly unrecognizable — except for the scar at the corner of his right cheek. He was a recent recruit, someone I debated bringing on this mission.

"Jordan Suarez," I said evenly before moving on to the next picture.

This time I couldn't even venture a guess. All I could see were burned flesh. "Is he still alive?" I glanced up at Shari. I could feel the churning in my guts worsening, and I knew it was only partially because of my concussion.

The colonel nodded. "He's in a critical condition, but he might pull through. If you look at the next picture, you'll see his lower body. It's not as burned."