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It was dark by the time the team teleported into the Silverado Adventure Zone.
The theme park glittered with string lights, torches, and bonfires, strategically placed to showcase its Western flair.
Kat gained her bearings, locking onto the signals of several Rogues. “This way.”
A fleet of police cars with red and blue flashing lights surrounded the Outlaw’s Fury. Spotlights shone up toward the top of the ride, revealing a trainload of people perched precariously on the edge of the highest incline.
Kat and her team approached the police barricade.
“Only official police business beyond here,” an officer told them.
Kat flashed her badge. “U.S. Marshals. Agent Carter at your service.”
The cop eyed the team, wary. “There hasn’t been much progress up there. The terrorists are making
