Micah wanted to ask about Emma, but he all ready knew the answer. He was new to the team, but being the newest member didn't make anything easier on him. It was a loss for all of them. Emma wasn't just an agent, she was a friend to all of them.
Sitting down with his elbows on his knees, Micah just stared at the floor. Thirty minutes had gone by, but it felt like hours. When Mick came in, now that Pratt was dead Brie was safe, she looked pale.
"Are they okay?" she asked, though by looks on the other two's faces she knew the answer. "Who?" she asked, her voice thick.
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