Patrick was waiting for us by the door. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Etienne, whose eyes were now swollen. Etienne accepted it gladly. Sometimes, I really couldn't help but wonder what kind of world Etienne came from.
Because honestly? I've never seen a guy cry so easily, and look so feminine.
"Why are we being called back as soon as we left?" I whispered to Patrick.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe to discuss something else? Like reassignment of some Seekers to your team?"
I had expected it after Allen's death, but I hadn't thought it would happen this soon. Maybe Lexie's resignation had accelerated the process.
There was also the NSA's regulation requiring every team to have at least six Seekers. I couldn't quite remember the exact reason, but apparently, there were six essential roles that needed to be covered in a standard team.
Leader, tank, healer, support, tracker, and specialist?
