Oh, god.

No.

Dante grabs my arm. “He’s gone, Lilah.”

“No.” I jerk free. “No, no. He’ll get again up. We at all times get again up—”

“Lilah! Have a look at me!” He takes my face in his arms and heat blood wipes alongside my cheek. “I would like you right here, okay?”

“We are able to’t go away him!”

“Stand up.” He pulls me to my toes. “It’s what he’d do.”

I push him away. “No—”

He shoves me again towards the wall as one other spherical of bullets rain into the elevator. Dante grabs my gun off the ground and forces it into my open palm. Muscle reminiscence latches across the grip. I maintain it regular as all the things else inside me spirals uncontrolled.

Dante goals into the foyer, fastidiously hugging the wall as he fires a number of rounds towards the bar. He takes a fast step again, grabs my hand, and yanks me out with him. We shortly take cowl behind the closest couches, narrowly dodging a couple of shut hits alongside the best way.

My eyes keep on Elijah and he wakes up.

His eyes flash open. He sits straight up and pulls himself off the ground.

He grabs his gun, rolls out to hitch us, and all of us escape collectively.

The way in which it’s at all times been.

I blink and he’s nonetheless within the elevator, slumped over in a pool of blood.

“Lilah!”

I drive all of it into the again of my thoughts because the doorways slide closed on him. I verify what number of rounds I’ve left and slam the clip again in whereas I tilt my head out.

4 brokers stay between us and the doorway and I solely have two rounds left. There’s nothing however chairs and catatonic civilians between us and them. Myra and the others are on their approach down proper now. If we wait to maneuver any longer, we’ll be trapped right here.

I push upward and intention throughout the room, firing excessive to catch an agent within the throat. Dante does the identical and the 2 brokers topple to their knees.

“I solely have one left,” I say. “The place’s the automotive?”

“Out again,” Dante says.

I level throughout the foyer to the bar. “Undergo the kitchen to the parking zone. I’ll clear the remaining and meet you out entrance.”

He hesitates. “Lilah…”

“Go! Now.”

I slide the knife free from my ankle holster.

Dante seems from me to the blade and again once more earlier than nodding. “I’ll see you in thirty seconds,” he says.

“Thirty seconds,” I repeat.

I intention up on the golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling, squinting onerous to make the final bullet depend. I fireplace and we transfer quick, bolting in reverse instructions throughout the foyer.

The bullet tears via the chain and the chandelier plummets to the ground behind the brokers.

It distracts them for a second however that’s all I would like.

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