Back inside of the simulation Till stood with his hand on his hips, flipping a dagger back and forth from the hilt to the tip of the blade.
He waited for the team to clear the makeshift blockade away from the entrance to the stairwell and then ordered for them to stand back.
Till wasn't going to take a chance again, they clearly had someone on their side who had a knack for ambushes. Once again he wondered who it might be; certainly not that smirking imbecile who called him a cheat, and although she was certainly sly, he didn't believe it would be Queenie either; her actions had been far too idiotic. It had to be either the quiet woman from the military police or the young man from the Outskirts with the strange devices around his neck and ear.
Till had entered second to last, so he had not seen the performances of either candidate.
