Chapter 232: Killam

"Get out of here," Killam said.

Ivy ignored him and reached into her back pocket. She pulled out a multi-tool and without looking at it flipped the thing open.

"Watch the crowd," she said.

"Ivy." He knelt next to her.

Her focus was on the phone screen.

"You have to get out of here," he whispered.

"How good are you with detonators?" she asked.

Killam could construct a rough bomb, but that wasn't his specialty. He'd undergone training as an Air Marshall, but he knew this exceeded his ability.

He wanted to tell her he was an expert and she should get out of his way. He wanted to protect her. But the truth of it was that he needed her.

"How long will it take to handle this?" he asked instead.

"Longer if you keep talking to me."

Fighting his instinct, he stood and braced a hand on the closest stand, doing his best to look casual and keep an eye on the crowds.