merake vs. two marlboros
Drake watched as the last malboro fell. How were these things getting in the city? It didn't make any sense; they should have been alerted to this before they'd made it past the palings, but once again, nothing. Not a single sighting until they'd already made it inside. It was maddening - if he couldn't figure out how they were doing it, then there was no way to prevent it or guard against it.
Merri's voice brought him out of his thoughts and he nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I've gotten better at dealing with these things." He looked over at Merri and frowned. "How about you? You got knocked pretty hard, Mer."