Logan smiled. “I knew you found me irresistible.”
“I think you’re cute.”
He growled. “I’m a warrior. Warriors are notcute.”
She laughed. Felix rolled his eyes and turned away from their antics.
Logan followed Felix up the steps. They exited the building. Five feet was as far as they got when a popping sound surrounded them. It took a moment for Faith to realize what the sounds were.
“Is someone shooting at us?”
“Yes.” Logan tried to go back toward the entrance of the subway museum, but someone threw a grenade into the entrance. He maneuvered them behind an enormous block of cement and brick and covered her body just as the grenade exploded, causing the museum entrance to collapse.
“Where’s Felix?” Faith asked, coughing from the debris. She glanced around them. Relief filled her when she saw her brother behind another fallen wall on the other side of the museum entrance. He had a gun and was returning fire.
Logan moved to stand, but she grabbed his hand. “What are you doing?”
“Putting an end to this.”
“Please don’t. I can’t bear it if something happens to you.”
He knelt and kissed her lips. “I will do whatever it takes to protect what’s mine.” Then he was gone.
Felix looked at her with surprise, then he too stood, but he engaged with whoever was shooting at them.
“Hey, I know these are human weapons. Who’s out there shooting at me?”
“Felix, you were supposed to let me know if you found your sister. Instead, I find you consorting with the filthy aliens. You are a traitor, just like your sister.”
“Waller, you’re behind all of this? Did you kidnap my sister and beat her nearly to death?”
“It wasn’t near enough because she is still breathing. But that can be remedied.”
She watched her brother’s expression change from anger to fury. Oh shit! “Felix! Don’t!”
Felix raised his gun and began firing as he moved forward. “I will kill you for hurting her!”
Faith wished she had a gun, which wasn’t like her at all. She hated violence, and she was a terrible shot. Felix tried to teach her to shoot once, and she nearly took off her own toe. Felix made her promise to never pick up a gun ever again.
She had no way of helping her brother or Logan. Leaning over, she peered around the partial wall she was behind. There were flashlights bouncing in the darkness, about five of them. She couldn’t make out any bodies, but the lights give away their locations. There was nothing she could do physically to help Felix and Logan, but maybe she could distract Waller enough to give her men an advantage.
“Hey, Waller, you know, you’re a shitty leader, but even a shittier man. Hell, you hit like a girl. No wonder I was able to easily get away.”
Bullets hit the wall she was hiding behind. Some small pieces of rock and dust rained down on her. Thankfully, the wall was a good six or seven inches thick. As long as she stayed put, she would be fine.
“You missed!” she taunted him. Where was Logan? He disappeared into the darkness. He was only one person against who knows how many.
“You’re a bitch, Faith. A tease and a bitch. Did you give it up to the alien, or maybe you had all the aliens?”
“Don’t talk about my sister that way!” Felix yelled out.
There was no gunfire, but she could hear a struggle. Faith leaned over and watched in surprise as Felix and Waller were in a circle of light, fighting hand to hand. Her brother was holding his own against a taller Waller, but Waller never played fair, and he certainly didn’t fight fair.
“You’re nothing, Felix. I tried to include your tribe in the raids, but you fought me on using weapons, you tried to talk me out of doing the raids, but your biggest failure was not trading women. Your sister should have been shared between tribes, but you allowed her freedom and what does she do? She fucks an alien, maybe more than one.”
A loud growl came from the darkness that made her shiver. What was that? Suddenly, flashlights were being dropped, one by one, onto the ground. The lights were pointing in all different directions, making it hard for her to keep her sights on her brother.
She struggled to stand and move forward, away from her shelter. Her eyes caught a shiny reflection from something in Waller’s hand. He had a knife and was lunging forward.
