Chapter 97

She fired several rounds at the retreating men, knocking down one. The other fled across the main hall and ducked through one of the side rooms on the main floor. Expecting to find herself under attack again, she stopped and picked up an extra gun. If a group of men stormed out, she could put a few down from a distance.

Other than the groans of the dying, there were no sounds to be heard in the main lobby. She paused just long enough to put a bullet in the head of a merc who was trying to aim his pistol at her. It seemed a shame to ruin so many perfectly good meals, but she was on a time crunch.

The lights flickered back on up above, and she frowned. So much for the advantage of night vision. She walked down a few steps, keeping her senses alert for another ambush. She took a few more tentative steps down the stairs and waited.

Several moments passed.

Suddenly, the door of a side room burst open. Tristan stormed out, bare-ass naked except for the pendant arou