Page 100 of Fly's Path

Don’t think so. Prez and the VP just showed up. Will update you shortly.

No. This can’t be happening.

Not now.

Not during our first date.

Not when the woman who might be my whole world is sleeping in my arms for the first time. I’m going to shoot Vandal.

Wait, Cyclops said a clean-up crew. Are there bodies on the ground?

How many people are dead?

Fly

Vandal’s status?

Cyclops

Alive. No known damage.

Rogue

We need you in now. Sending a ride to take Sheridan home.

What?

No. She won’t understand.

Havoc

We’re assembling at Vandal’s staging point and making plans there.

Oh, no. That means one of two things: either the guns are coming out tonight, or we literally need to clean up a bunch of bodies. They wouldn’t call me for just one.

There’s a mess. And it’s going to be bloody.

What am I going to say to Sheri?

Rogue

Integer is 5 min out. He’s on a dump bike.

A dump bike means one that’s not tied to us. Something we can literally drop and walk away from if need be. There’s no VIN, but it’s factory fresh without a mark or a brother’s fingerprint on it. There will also be several clean weapons in the saddlebags.

That changes things again.

Fly

Will be waiting for his arrival.

Do I wake her up or just carry her into the car?

My instincts say wake her up and explain. But I can’t explain this, even in the vaguest of terms.

“Sheri,” I whisper to not disturb the other people around us.

She cuddles in closer, shoving her face deeper into my shoulder.