According to the plans that Wilson provided, there was only one level underneath her feet. This was where she would find her best friend and lover.
Dar and her remaining soldier braced themselves when they heard a shouting followed by a loud shot. A doorway at the end of the hall was open just a bit.
“Marcus! Drag this i***t out of my sight. Use Greg is you have to.” The two large door guards approached the Marine chief. Marcus was still limping. His knee was causing him a great deal of pain. The older man was lying on the floor gasping for breath as he bled out. They grabbed his arms and dragged him over by the wall. They were out of position when Dar and her fighter burst in.
Peeking through the crack in the door, Dar could see Athena hanging from the ceiling over a vat of water. A re
