Chapter Forty-One
Olesya took aim, but the new operative was too fast. He disarmed her, just as Sophia punched him in the neck. They clashed and rolled to the floor while Olesya cast around for her pistol. Instead, she caught a glimpse through the doors at the tunnel rushing past.
Aviary!
Olesya leapt over and gripped the handrail. With her free hand, she reached out, at first just touching Aviary’s fingers, then further to clamp her hand over Aviary’s wrist.
‘Got you,’ Olesya said.
As the train sped through the tunnel, a bank of signal lights clipped the ruck on Aviary’s back, slamming her into the side of the train, then into the tunnel wall. She bounced between the two, her wrist slipping from Olesya’s grasp.
‘No!’ Olesya yelled.
Behind her something metal cracked and an instant
