Sam stood with her arms crossed. “Took you long enough.”
Scat’s gaze drifted to the jagged hole in the side of the building. “We’re going in there?”
Sam rolled her eyes. “Don’t be such a baby. This way we avoid all the bad guys.”
Scat lingered at the edge, hesitation written all over his face. For a moment, he considered turning back. Maybe Tony didn’t need the medicine. Maybe he’d pull through without it.
Sam rested a hand on his shoulder. “We just need to make it to the pharmacy without being seen. Trust me—we’ve got this.”