Chapter Fifty-Seven
Jay made it across the skywalk and clambered down the destroyed escalator. He couldn’t believe Damien was going down to the OpCenter because of Grace. There were better things to die for. And Grace wasn’t one of them.
The body and luggage scanners in Jeppesen terminal had been overturned and smashed by the Dominator. Jay stepped over the wreckage, his Glock 39 in one hand. Directly ahead was the fountain, which now resembled a meteor crater. The roof above was torn where the Dominator had sliced through. He kept his pistol half-raised as he made his way along the western edge of the terminal. Something moved in the corner of his vision. He snapped his barrel toward it and found himself staring down the barrel of another Glock.
Nasira lowered her pistol. ‘What the hel
