Justin took a few minutes to review his notes. Eric sat with Michael. They stood around a map.
"No. We can't bring Ricky and the team to Dresken. Do you know what would happen if that redneck got a hold of some dwarves?" Eric groaned.
"Milano has enough of a headache as it is, telling them not to charge the capital themselves."
Michael tapped the map. "Look, we need eyes on the ground inside the compound. We don't know who or what is waiting for us. If we charge in blindly, soldiers die needlessly."
Eric sighed. "I know. Two things can be true, though. Having Ricky and the team go in there could be a disaster. Those guys are already unhinged as it is. Remember when Echo found out there were cat girls? It would be like that, but worse."
Justin looked up from his notes, an eyebrow arched. "Didn't you end up marrying one?"
Michael laughed, patting Justin on the back. "Good one, kid. Hey, Dryer, I like this guy. We're keeping him, right?"
