Alexa asked. They’d been parked a half block away from Trent’s home for over an hour. It was after midnight and they hadn’t seen any sign of him. Alexa shifted uncomfortably in the soft leather bucket seat next to Luke and looked through his binoculars toward Trent’s two-story colonial style home...
She could take out the helicopter in a heartbeat if she needed to, but she hesitated to kill these guys. They were obviously U.S. government and Tim appeared to know this Walter character personally. Best not to kill innocent people, especially soldiers like Tim who were, hopefully, the good guys...
I should be feeling the pull of the Mark, but she’s not using it.” Frustration ate away at Raiden as he held Mari in his arms. Helpless. Impotent. Useless. He was all these things and more and it made his head ache. Raiden sat back where they’d started, in Tim and Sarah’s guest bedroom, with an u...