She handed the binoculars to her companion.Dalton lifted them to his eyes and saw men and women wearing white armbands searching the buildings.Groups of four or five huge muscular men were scattered amongst them.They had to be the soldiers who were now his enemies.“We’ll need to wait until nightfall, then find another boat to sneak across the river,” he figured.
“Let’s pick a spot where we can keep our eyes on them,” GG suggested.Dalt had found some food during his search for a vehicle.He’d also snagged some bottles of water from the same place.They entered a café that overlooked the river and sat down at a table next to the window to wait.It had already been ransacked for food and beverages, so it should be safe enough.
GG’s stomach rumbled and her ex reached into the small backpack he’d found.“Here,” he said, offering her an energy bar.
“Thanks,” she replied and tore it open.They snacked on the energy bars and drank bottled water in companionable silence.“I never thought you’d leave Montana,” GG said when she finished eating.“Maybe Fate really is real and she sent you here to save my butt.”
“Something sent me those dreams of the soldier chasing you,” he agreed in a disturbed tone.“I would have arrived sooner if it hadn’t been for the blizzards.”
“We weren’t ready to escape from the soldiers yet,” she told him.“Wynter hadn’t even figured out what her special talent was.She needed time to discover what she could do and hone her skills enough to get us all free.”
“I still can’t believe she turned that alien into ice,” he said with a shudder.“It’s a pity she didn’t wipe the others out, too.”
“Rahab told me his men can heal from almost any injury,” she said.“I’d bet my favorite pair of boots that the other guards she incapacitated recovered.They’re probably part of the search party.”
Dalton nodded, then peered through the window with the binoculars again.“How many soldiers are there?”he queried.
“Rahab told me there were nearly a hundred, but the knights and cambions have whittled down a few,” GG said with a smirk.“Rahab throws a tantrum every time he feels someone die.I hope he choked on his rage when he found Berit’s corpse.”
“You’re sure Wynter and her knight killed him?”Dalt asked, lowering the binoculars to look at her.
“Tolas needed to kill him so he could bond with Wynter,” she reminded him.“I just wish I could have watched that hairy giant’s demise.”
Dalton chuckled at her vehemence.“You always were a bloodthirsty woman,” he said in part admiration and part amusement.
“Which is why I was so good at pro-wrestling,” she boasted, then sighed.
“You miss the fame?”he guessed sympathetically.
“I miss the old world,” she said.“I miss normalcy.”She gazed out the window at the Manhattan skyline in the distance.“Nothing will ever be the same again,” she said sorrowfully.“If Rahab and his squad win, they’ll turn humanity into their slaves.Amaros and his knights need to win their war for everyone’s sakes, even if most people don’t deserve it.”
Dalt reached across the small round table and took her hand.“They’ll win, darlin’,” he said.“Fate’s on our side, remember?”
GG dredged up a smile, then squeezed his fingers before letting him go.They kept up their vigil while reminiscing about their pasts.He asked her questions about what it had been like in the wrestling industry.She had plenty of stories to tell him, most of which made them both laugh.
Darkness eventually fell and it was time for them to leave.“Wait,” Dalton said when they exited from the café.“I see headlights,” he said, gesturing towards the distance.
“It must be the cops heading back to their base with their contraband,” GG figured.
“Let’s take a look,” the cowboy suggested.
GG followed her ex to the road the law enforcers were using.They’d driven as close as they could get to the Lincoln Tunnel.Vehicles clogged the bridges and tunnels, so they parked on one of the side streets.
Dalt stopped to peer around the corner of a building.GG peered around him, using his body to hide herself from view.
“Wait here and guard the truck,” one of the cops ordered.
“Why do I always have to watch the truck?”the man who’d been chosen whined.
“You’re the worst shot out of all of us,” their leader said with a smirk as his small team began unloading the items from the back of the vehicle.
“I’ve got an idea,” GG said as inspiration struck.
“Lay it on me,” Dalt invited her.
“Why sneak across the river on a boat when we can pretend to be cops and blend in with them?”she proposed.
“You’re a genius, Glory Gold!”he exclaimed quietly.
