CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
Even through his clenched eyelids and facing the floor, Zero still saw a blinding shock of light, as if someone had turned on the sun itself right in front of his eyes. The resonant blast that followed shook him to his core, roiled his insides, a wave of intense nausea washing over him. For what felt like several moments he could hardly move, couldn’t even take a breath.
The stun grenade that Alan had grabbed from Bixby’s lab must have been one of his experimental weapons. The intensity of it was easily five times that of an ordinary flash-bang. Even as Zero opened his eyes again he saw dark spots in his vision, and had to hold himself steady with both hands on the floor until the nausea and dizziness passed.
“Alan,” he said hoarsely. “Are you okay?”
“Nope,” Reidigg
