“They must have tracked him here!” she shouted.
“Where’s the back door?” I asked Walterson, who was looking stunned.
He glanced at me and pulled the rifle back to his shoulder. “This way. You too, Michaels. We’re getting you to safety!” I followed as closely as I could, while keeping an eye on Michaels. Mari scowled as she fell in behind us.
We left the large main room behind and swept through narrow hallways to the back of the structure.
“The steps from the upper levels are at the front of the building,” Mari added from behind me, watching our rear. “So, they’ll be attacking us from behind.”
“Not if they’re Maunhouser trained,” I countered, watching the ceiling. Sure enough, a moment later another thunderous crack warned that the team on the level above us was coming through the floo
