Reunited

“Come on, come on, unlock,” Amy whispered to herself while digging the tip of the knife around in the lock’s mechanism and waiting to hear a loud click at any moment. Amy knew how to pick a lock and she held her breath when she heard the clicking sound she had been waiting for. “Bryan, I think I got it,” Amy whispered to her husband who had drifted off to sleep, letting Amy know she was talking to herself. Amy couldn't believe that she was talking to her husband. She thought he was dead. She remembered what happened to her a few hours earlier. She remembered Azad, the little boy she was trying to protect from a crazed hitman. She remembered that hitman transforming into a woman named Christina for a brief moment. She remembered the elevator fight with an Infantry-woman.