FIFTY-ONE
The whistle blew, signalling the last of his people were in place. On the roof of the citadel with Justice and his team, Jackson gave the order to move out. Many of those fighting alongside him today would die, and their deaths would be on his head. Despite the weight of guilt that pressed down on him, Jackson knew it had to be done. The only way to secure a future for the survivors was to get Justice to the lab.
Rona, too, if what Justice suspected was true.
As he moved along the line of wardens waiting to use rope ladders taken from the airship to descend the side wall of the citadel, he looked over to where the leader of the Legion waited for her turn with a small group of her people. Despite her being from the Legion, he had to admire her guts for admitting her mistakes an
