I held my hand out. “Give me a grenade.”

Andrea pulled open her backpack and slid a grenade into my palm. “Wait until they start shooting the Jeep. Boom comes first, shrapnel flies second. Count to ten before you run in there. And don’t blow the device up.”

“Yes, Mother. It’s not my first time.”

“That’s the thanks I get for trying to keep you alive, Your Highness.

Autore: Ilona Andrews

I held my hand out. “Give me a grenade.”<br /><br />Andrea pulled open her backpack and slid a grenade into my palm. “Wait until they start shooting the Jeep. Boom comes first, shrapnel flies second. Count to ten before you run in there. And don’t blow the device up.”<br /><br />“Yes, Mother. It’s not my first time.”<br /><br />“That’s the thanks I get for trying to keep you alive, Your Highness. - Ilona Andrews

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