Nadine's P.O.V.
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"W-War?"
This can't be happening. How did he find me? Did Claire tell him? No, she would have warned me at least.
"Nadine," War stated my name angrily.
For a moment, I just gawked at my brother, taking him in. He looks different. A few short years have changed him. He looks tired, but good. Still entirely too tall, still leaves his black hair shaggy, still has that same set to his jaw. He has more muscle now though, and his cut has a few more patches than before. Especially that nice presidential patch he's got.
After noticing the large duffle bag sitting at his feet, my eyes flickered around him, expecting to see more people with him. A flare of panic shot through. I didn't see anyone though. Not even Claire and Cobra.
Did he rea
