Chapter 67

The pulses broke through their radio silence. "Brace yourself," Einstein yelled, holding his fire and using his free hand to grip a rigid metal beam by the entrance to the loading bay. It seemed their ship caught wind of the ambush and came to the rescue.

"What the fuck? I told Aphelion to hang back," Aramus yelled, still aiming his weapon as he looped his arm around the post across from him.

"Who cares why he's here?" Seth shouted, his blades deflecting the shots whizzing their way from the soldiers who had them pinned at the corridor's entrance. "We could use a hand. There's too many of them for us to fight, and it's only a matter of time before one of them manages a lucky shot."

Einstein suspected Bonnie had a hand in the disobedience of Aramus' orders. While he hated she put herself in danger, he'd chide her for her disobedience later, once they escaped the military ambush. And ambush it was.