Chapter Twenty-Two
Outside the Purity Basilica, Praha 1
The Purity Marauder roared toward Sophia.
She dived across the cobblestone road, onto the pavement as it passed.
‘It’s the Separatists!’ Nasira said in her earpiece.
‘They got Aviary,’ Jay said.
Sophia dropped to one knee, ready to fire a burst into the rear tires, but it was pointless—they were airless, made entirely of a honeycomb lattice that could take an entire magazine of gunfire and still keep spinning.
‘Get out here now!’ Sophia said.
As if on cue, the wall of the basilica exploded behind her. Nasira’s Marauder punched through, out onto the narrow street and heading right for her.
With her Balerinka in one hand, Sophia sprinted across the pavement. The Marauder overtook her, its rear hatch open and Jay leaning out, on
