Krystal’s POV
We said nothing till the chopper got airborne. The compound dwindled out beneath us, a baffle of shadows and secrets now lies desolate. I looked as the wind of the blades threw the metal roofs out of focus, as the servers turned off with a flash of light before the backup generators came to a complete halt. Colt was seated next to me and he had nothing to say, his knuckles showed white against the dingy armrest of the seat. An only copy we had left-the flash drive, which was securely closed in the inside pocket of the jacket.
It ought to have been victory.
However, it did not.
There was an electrical charge between us. Not tension. Not very relaxation. An interruption something in suspension like after a bomb explosion when you hear ringing in your ears and you still do n
