Chapter 15

Sheeryn appeared unaffected. She scrambled to her feet and took off in a dead run for one of the abandoned warehouses.

He scanned the ground around him for the weapons he’d dropped. His knife would be useless, but the gun was another matter. He scooped it up with one hand, cringing against the fresh pain bleeding into his brain, and swung it around to aim at Sheeryn. She was too far away for a solid kill shot. Destroying the destabilizer was another matter.

The peals ended, with Sheeryn’s shout of pain coming on top of their absence. She lurched to her left, thrown both by the force of the impact and that he’d very likely shattered her pelvis when he got the destab. He didn’t wait to see where she dragged herself off to. Anicka needed him.