Warren moved at a clip and went from room to room. He sent anyone he found to the locker room. He got the drunk
out of the tank and turned him over to one of the officers. By the time he made it to the locker room near the back of the station, heavy rounds of automatic gunfire sounded at the front entrance. He could hear the bullets bang against the thin steel, then a moment later glass started shattering as the shutters were shot off their hinges.
The locker room held a total of nineteen people. Most were officers, the rest support staff and a couple of criminals, besides the drunk. The mood was bleak.
When gunfire sounded at the nearby back door, Roberts put his hand to his head. A few choice words left his lips.
Warren glanced toward the door. With no one returning gunfire, Julio’s troops would move in. Each of the officers was armed with AR-15s slung over their shoulders, pistols in holsters.
Warren. Kiara’s voice shot through his head.
I’m in the locker room. Are you here as well?
I’m in the security room looking at the monitors. Julio has dozens of troops stationed at the back and the front. But he doesn’t have anyone in the air.
Warren considered what she was saying. Even if everyone got to the roof, it wouldn’t take long for Julio to figure out what we were doing. It would be a duck shoot.
Not if I helped. I could take everyone into the air inside my shield. We wouldn’t be seen.
Several thoughts rumbled through his head at once. Could she do it? Could it be done fast enough? Was she really that powerful? All that mattered, however, was getting everyone out alive.
Warren turned to face Roberts. “I’ve got a witch here who can help.”
Roberts shook his head. “How?” He glanced around. “Where is she? What’s her name?”
“She’s the one Veyda tortured. She has an invisibility shield.”
“Jesus. You’re talking about Kiara.”
Warren was surprised. “You know Kiara?”
“Of course, I do.” He switched to telepathy so that only Warren could hear the rest. Kiara rescues wolves. I gave her permission to set up a refuge in Savage some time ago. So, yes, I know her very well. She’s a good woman and I trust her. If she can do the invisible thing, we’ve got a chance.
Kiara had a refuge in Savage? All of this was new to Warren, but it wasn’t the time for a discussion. Let me get this set up with her.
As the rifle fire continued slamming in heavy sprays against the front entrance and the rear exit, he forced himself to focus. “I want everyone heading up to the roof.”
He switched to telepathy. Kiara, come to the locker room.
Already here.
He addressed the group. “Kiara is going to get us out of here. Who can levitate?” Most of the hands went up. Only a couple of the support staff were without flight capacity and the drunk would have to be corralled.
He gestured to them. “Pair up with an officer. We’re leaving by way of the roof. Let’s go.”
He didn’t try to explain the mechanics. He headed to the service stairs at a run, trusting everyone to keep up.
Kiara, where are you? But by the time he was halfway up the stairs, he already knew since the door to the roof was standing wide open.
Then suddenly Kiara appeared at the top landing, but away from the doorway. “I’m not sure how many I can take at a time.”
“Tell us what to do.”
“First, all of you need to know this is going to hurt.”
Warren lowered his chin. “We can take it.” He saw the bright glint in her eyes.
“Give me the first three.”