She huffed a breath. “All right. Let’s keep going.”
The sounds continued to ring out as they walked on, growing louder and more frenzied. More people getting involved, perhaps? She glanced behind them, wondering if any backup was on its way. She only hoped Chastain—because it could only be Chastain raising that level of hell inside the facility—was in permanent phase mode, meaning any bullets that did happen to find their target would whizz right through him. Same with any other weapons or punches. The goons were probably taking each other out left, right and centre, without having a clue how or why.
She bit her lip to stifle a chuckle. Poor buggers won’t have the slightest idea what’s going on. Though it does show Chastain’s hand, rather, if they do figure it out, and it’ll be hard work
