Chapter Thirty-One
The helicopter was descending quickly. There was enough room in that meadow in front of the cabin to land a small chopper. That seemed to be their plan.
"What do we do?" Marina asked.
"We fight," I said. "Lucas, you wanna do this on two legs or four?"
Lucas frowned. "Do you have any weapons for me?"
I pulled two of the three functional stun batons from my utility harness and set them on the table. Then I retrieved two of the five silver medallions from my pocket. "You know how to use these?"
Lucas smiled and nodded. "All-star pitcher for my college baseball team, three years in a row," he said. "I can use the heck out of those."
"Two legs it is, then," I said. Lucas stuck the batons into his belt and picked up the grenades. I stuck one of the radio headsets on him
