* * * Hayden’s POV * * *
Lucy leads the way as Charles and I carry Harry up the stairs, keeping his bloody stump elevated. As we reach the landing, the front door bursts open and our protesters fill the hall, followed by a shower of bullets across the front of the house.
We duck for cover. The women's screams pierce my ears, threatening to burst my eardrum.
“What in the moon goddess’s name happened?” Karl asks, rushing over to help lift Harry.
No time. I’ll explain later. We’ve gotta get out of here now!”
“Ladies, stop screaming and follow us,” Lucy commands the women.
We hoist Harry up and move through the rooms to the back of the house.
“They’ve landed. TWPA scum all over,” Tubs cries, as he takes aim through a broken window at the front of the house and fires.
“There has t
