“Korbin!” he growled. “You will need to take the lead. I might fight with one arm. I cannot with none.”
Tabitha’s tentative smile flat-lined. She glared at him. “Or I could walk,” she said stonily.
“Or I could carry her,” Caleb volunteered, grinning at him provokingly when Raathe turned to fix him with the evil eye.
Tabitha felt the tension in him and tightened her grip on him when it crossed her mind that he was liable to drop her at any moment so that he could go after Caleb and pound on him. Thankfully, Raathe decided to ignore the provocation.
They hurried back down the stairs and across the lobby of the building as the crowd began to launch missiles at the plate glass. The first blows sounded like distant thunder—heavy thuds followed by a lighter one when the missile bounced off and hit the pavement outside. Just as they reached the door to the stairs and Korbin pulled it open, however, there was a very loud blow followed by the sound of breaking glass.
Tabitha managed to catch a glimpse of what was happening as Raathe turned sideways to slip through the door opening with her and saw that someone had used a car as a ram.
Caleb came through behind them, firmly shut the door, and then twisted the knob off so that it couldn’t be opened easily.
Korbin paused in front of the wall mounted com unit on the stair landing and plugged in. Seconds later, he unplugged. “There is a security station on the next level. We will find weapons there.”
Tabitha gaped at him in disbelief. “You can’t steal weapons! My god! Do you have any idea what they’ll do if they catch the three of you with weapons?”
“They will fall down.”
Shock rolled over Tabitha. SheknewKorbin was a CO but ‘med tech’ was all that had really registered, she realized. “Oh my god!”
“We will only shoot those who shoot at us first,” Caleb said reassuringly.
Which didn’t really reassure Tabitha. She knew very well that they would not get a day in court. It would not be considered extenuating circumstances. They were not allowed to defend themselves no matter what humans did to them.
“I will shoot any that I see because they are a threat and must be eliminated,” Korbin volunteered.
Raathe frowned at him disapprovingly. “We will not see anyone. We are going through the basement. This is why I chose the basement—so that we would not have to shoot anyone.”
He could feel Tabitha relax fractionally.
He just hoped they would not have to fight their way out of the building because he was not going to allow anyone to take shots at Tabitha without retaliation. She had already injured herself on that stupid bastard that had threatened her.
Alien Enslaved:
Spoils
Copyright ( c ) Kaitlyn O’Connor, October 2016
Cover Art by Eliza Black, October 2016
New Concepts Publishing
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This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
With her eyes clenched tightly, as they were at the moment, the sounds around her—screams of excitement and encouragement and disappointment—might almost have been the sounds of an ordinary ball game.
The only problem with that was that it was an illusion.
Or maybe adelusionfostered by the sheer terror that had gripped Eleanor from the moment she’d regained consciousness after capture?
By aliens.
Because when she opened her eyes she sawnothingbearing any resemblance toanyball game on Earth that she’d ever witnessed.
