“I’m search-and-rescue. Crowd control.” Her smile was lopsided. “Not as important as you by any means, but all the same. Anywhere you’ve been, I have less to worry about.”
Steve arched his brows. “That sounds … interesting. Glad to know I’m mostly doing the big part of the job. That’s what I’m here for anyway. But aren’t you a little too young for this kind of job?”
Summer smirked. “Just how old do you think I am, Mr Rogers?”
