So…I’ll say what everyone’s thinking,” Devi declares loudly. The groups get quiet, listening, and she gestures at the space-trunk. “Do we think it’s a nuclear warhead?”
“Jesus Christ,” Brooke declares, clutching at Taushen’s vest. “Who was thinking that?”
“Well, now I’m thinking it,” Flor mutters.
“Me too,” Mari says quietly.
“Seriously?” Devi looks puzzled. “No one was thinking that?”