Chapter 213: Failed Extraction
"What was that?" Athena asked, stupefied to a spot, her voice almost a whisper as she met Ewan’s gazee. His facial expression mirrored hers: shock.
Ewan was about to answer when another loud bang was heard. This time, it was followed by a rampage of sharp sounds that could only be attributed to large guns.
"The gang!" Athena whisper-yelled, her legs instantly operating on instinct and adrenaline. She ran quickly, followed closely by Ewan, down the winding corridor into the elevator.
"Can this go any faster?" She asked Ewan, impatience notable in her voice.
Ewan shook his head. This was the fastest speed of the elevator; any more speed, and the machine might malfunction. It didn’t take long, however, and they were down at the lobby.
When the door opened, Athena and Ewan rushed out, both surprised to see a combination of workers of the company and non-workers—mere pedestrians—huddling fearfully around in the office. It would mean that the gunshots were exploding right in front of the building.
"Why do you think they are here?" Ewan asked as he and Athena hurried to the front door.
"For Alfonso and Fiona."
The matter-of-factness in Athena’s tone was surprising to Ewan.
"You talk like you knew this would happen?"
Athena nodded, opening the door and subtly peering out. "I was aware. My earlier panic was just reflexes. I think their last attack against me left more traumatic remnants than I had thought."