Metal screaming.
Shouting.
A shout from somewhere down the hall. A body hitting concrete.
The badge man reaches for something at his waist.
The door behind me slams open so hard it hits the wall.
Doc fills the doorway.
Behind him, Viper and Ghost move like shadows with teeth.
The badge man spins.
Too slow.
Doc crosses the space in three strides.
Grabs him.
Slams him into the wall.
Hard.
“You touched her?” Doc says.
His voice isn’t raised.
That’s worse.
The badge man struggles.
“I was conducting—”
Doc drives him into the concrete again.
“I don’t care what you call it.”
The Saints fan out around the room. Saint cuts my bindings. Ghost moves to the door, watching the hallway.
Doc doesn’t look at me yet.
He’s focused on the man in his grip.
“You wanted to sell her?” Doc asks quietly.
The badge man goes pale.
“You think that scares me?” he snaps, trying to recover composure. “You have no idea how this works.”
“I know enough.”
Doc’s fist connects once.
The man drops to his knees.
Doc finally looks at me.
