I hesitated.
“Kill me, Mills.” The deep voice rumbled, but not with threat. It was a plea. And how the hell did this Atlan know my name?
“Do it now. I am Warlord Anghar. Kill me.”
“s**t. Angh?” My body turned to stone. This was Warlord Nyko’s friend. Nyko’s best friend and commander. I’d served with him for two years and hadn’t known he’d been taken by the Hive. f**k. s**t. “Damn it. Hold your fire.”
I glanced to Trinity and Jack, the raw pain I saw in Trinity’s eyes a shock. Jack, however, looked at me like I had lost my damn mind.
“As soon as that signal goes down, he’s going to be gone. You know that.” Jack grimaced, his rifle still aimed. Steady.
“I know. But he’s in there.”
“Don’t you shoot him, Jack. Don’t you f*****g dare.” Trinity lowered her rifle to the side and shot one
