Elliot POVThe searchlights cast long, scary shadows on the brick furnace walls. Across the floor, my leader stood with his empty hands up by his shoulders. The short shotgun lay flat on the concrete between his boots. Seeing him without a weapon, his golden eyes dark with fear, made me feel hot inside.Arthur Devereux let out a sharp laugh. The silver hair on his forehead shook as he turned toward the corner of the transformer bank. He still had the hunting knife in his fingers, the edge pressed against my shirt over my stomach."Get the secondary gate open, Julian!" Devereux shouted. His voice bounced off the ceiling, loud and happy. "The harbor units are useless now. We take the river channel before it resets."Julian quickly moved forward from the shadows, his face pale and dirty with grease. He held a document pad to his chest, his boots sliding on the wet floor. "The storm is flooding the slip, Devereux. The boat—""I don't care about the water!" Devereux interrupted, turning hi
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