They had met three days ago — strangers bound by the same ash-covered horizon. Yasmina, pragmatic and quick, had already mapped two escape routes. Brady, quieter but steady, had caught her when a beam collapsed and never mentioned it again.
"If we move before moonrise, we make the ridge by dawn." yasmina khan brady bud
"You don't have to stay," she said, not looking at him. They had met three days ago — strangers