The rooftop grows larger.
Wind whipping across the landing pad.
River stands.
“Alright everyone.”
Weapons click into place.
“This ends tonight.”
Gage checks the door.
Logan steadies the aircraft.
“Touchdown in ten seconds.”
Boone reaches for my hand again.
Just briefly.
“You stay behind us,” he says.
I shake my head immediately.
“No.”
“Wren—”
“I’m the only one who can stop the system.”
His jaw tightens.
“I know.”
“Then we do this together.”
The helicopter touches down hard on the rooftop.
The doors slide open.
Cold night air blasts into the cabin.
River moves first.
Weapon raised.
Gage right behind him.
Boone steps out next.
Then turns and offers me his hand.
I take it.
The city spreads around us.
The wind howls across the rooftop.
