CHAPTER 3
"Well, how the hell was I supposed to know? Bryton gave the damn code alert word," Sam snapped.
"I know Dad, but you could have waited to hear what we had to say before you just started shooting," Marty argued.
"He started it. How the hell did he get that gun out so fast? I never seen anyone move like that before," Sam asked, sounding impressed.
"And you, I thought Valkin told you to stand the f**k down?" Marty snapped.
"The old man started it when he threatened me and my people with his ancient pistol," Faruke snapped.
Bryton groaned, "Would you all quit talking so loud? It's as if every word you say makes the knife stabbing through my skull dig that much deeper."
"Oh, thank goodness you're awake. Don't move, you could have a concussion. The ambulance is on its way," Mart
