Chapter Forty-Nine
Lucian
I stand outside the security gates of Zodius City. The instant I step on the identity scanner, the wind shifts, and six soldiers surround me. Tad stands front and center, holding a snub-nose .38 special locked and loaded at my forehead.
“Your service will no longer be needed,” he says, a snide grin on that ugly mug of a face.
“Kiss my ass,” I snap. “You kill me, and Julian will not get Red Dart. I’m the one Brock West trusts.”
Tad chuckles. “I have it from a reliable source that West is locked up inside Lawrence’s lab, a nut job jacked up on some new GTECH serum. He’s useless to us now.”
“That’s impossible. Lawrence doesn’t have any more serum.”
“His attending doctor, Dr. Chin, says differently. See, I have Chin whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Funny how kidnapping his daughter can make things work that way.” His finger tightens on the trigger. “Would you like the bullet between the eyes or in the back of your head?”
In that instant, I believe that, as much as I despise Brock West, we had one thing in common. We would both do whatever was necessary to survive. And Tad—well, Tad was still an idiot. He’s left me unchained and able to escape. I fade into the wind. I’ll help Lawrence before I’ll die.