“You don’t know everything about me, boss,” Brooks drawled with an expression like he thought she was adorable.
Gus’s lips flattened.Should she just kill him?
It’d make things simpler.No worrying about his motives or if he’d be the next one to stick a knife in her back.
Of course, it would be a blow to lose someone of his caliber.As evidenced by his presence here, Brooks possessed an uncanny ability to be in the right place at the right time.Just like Kira, in fact.That, if anything, should have decided her.
The problem was that Gus wasn’t in a position to be picky.After the mess with Kyle, she needed allies.Now, more than ever.
She supposed that meant Brooks got to live.
For now.
As if sensing her thoughts, Brooks crooked one side of his mouth upward.“I know what you’re thinking, but you don’t have to worry.My loyalty has been yours since the moment you dragged me out of that hell hole.”
“I hope so, Brooks.”
She really did.
It would be a shame to lose such a valuable subordinate.
Brooks stopped in front of a set of blast doors someone had jury rigged to block off the entrance to the next cell.“This should be it.I don’t know how you’re going to get inside though.The place is locked up tight.”
“That’s easy.”Gus nudged Brooks behind her, waiting until he was an appropriate distance away before turning back to the door.“I’m going to knock.”
Something that was so simple.So obvious that most would never consider.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
“I’ll be damned,” Brooks said as movement came from inside.
Humans were such curious creatures.Their inquisitiveness often no match for their own instincts for self-preservation.
“Wait out here,” Gus instructed as the sound of the bolts being undone came.
Brooks glanced at her, faint notes of resistance and worry in his features.“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
Gus allowed herself a small smile under her hood where he couldn’t see.“Positive.”
In fact—
“Why don’t you return to Titan?I can wrap up things from here,” Gus commented as the door started to open.
The more she thought about it; the more she liked that idea.It would put distance between him and those secrets she considered too dangerous for him to know.
The human who opened the door took one look at Gus’s cloaked figure and frowned.“Who the fuck are you?”
“Death.”
The human roared with laughter.“Clive—death has come knocking.Want me to let her in?”
There was a murmur from inside, followed by laughter.
The door guard swept Gus a mocking bow as he stepped aside, gesturing for her to pass.“After you, Lady Death.”
