CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The thick stone doors had sealed, but still the noises filtered through. Whatever was going on inside was nothing less than cataclysmic; Eva winced at every blow, every cry of pain.
“What the hell is he?” Madden whispered from behind her.
“I don't know,” was Eva's honest answer. “A Guardian Angel maybe? But you heard him. We shouldn't wait around to find out.”
“We aren't waiting anywhere,” John Wolverton said, moving to shield Eva with his enormous frame. The rest of the Shikari crowded close, backs turned away from the outer doors. “Clear!”
Matt Tanzer depressed a switch on a small silver remote, and behind Wolverton the door exploded, fragments scattering everywhere, the chamber filling with dust.
“They might have taken guns, but we have many weapons,” Wolverto
