Alpha Dominance

"She's not a danger."

Logan's voice.

It calls me back from somewhere dark and comfortable. Someplace without pain or fear or—well, much of anything, really.

"She's a living bomb. Five people are dead, Everett. That isn't something you can just brush off. She has to be contained."

"We pushed her too far. We all knew she was anxious when she couldn't see me. I told all of you I needed to get back, but you all insisted that damn debriefing couldn't wait. Was it worth it?"

"Normal people don't explode and murder innocent people, Everett. She has to stay here. It's for her own safety, too. Or do you want her to become a target instead of an asset?"

"You know they gave her something. We just need to ride its effects out. I'm not going to stay behind this motherfucking glass. If I'm not around, we're just asking for trouble again."

Murder?

I'm not a murderer.