Peggy's expression of concern wasn't going away. If anything, it was deepening, but it had to be Len's imagination. She certainly didn't hesitate, as she smiled at James.
"I'll give you my file, Sergeant. Everything we've got on Savage is yours." She gestured towards her tent. "Follow me, soldiers."
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Date: 2016-05-31 03:49 am (UTC)"I'll give you my file, Sergeant. Everything we've got on Savage is yours." She gestured towards her tent. "Follow me, soldiers."