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Her cheeks burned “Sorry Go home now,” she told the diamondback

It hissed as though gru at her, but slid off her body and headed to his other half

“I’ll be damned,” Mace said, and Friday realized she’d ordered the reptile around again

“Don’t blame me,” she told them “Blame the snake!”

With everyone staring at her, she hurried toward the bedrooet out of the Red Zone and see if she had a future ahead of her

…

Friday lasted almost an hour in the red mist before the questions started Striker was i to talk for at least fifty minutes of that hour

“Does the mist have any effect on you at all?”

“Nope” He walked behind her, closely behind her, to keep an eye on every move she made

Mace was in front of Friday, the hope being that if they kept the woman between them, she would be less likely to touch the uard Friday, which hy they hadn’t bothered with the pretense of wearing protective suits Without the suits, they could ain Which he didn’t want to even think about

“Do you stick to the paths through the mist when you don’t have other people with you?” Her voice had a strange echo, coh the comm unit in her helmet

“We stick to the paths We’re not sure what long-terht have on us, if any We’ve already had enough exposure to it That’s e need a scientist We have lots of unanswered questions”

“How did you find out your saliva combatted the mist?”

He s with questions

“Less talk,” Mace snapped, “more concentration I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’re walking through Death Valley here, and you’re the only one that can be killed”