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Cody's POV
"Duck!" Chase orders and we all follow suit just as several knives fly over our heads.
"Well, they need a better welcoming committee," Devin says as he throws open a door and runs inside with the rest of us right on his heels.
"Devin, Cody, barricade the doors. Jason help me find a way out of this hell hole."
"There's no fire so it can't be a hell hole," Devin replies before holding the door closed so I can shove some of the many tables up against it.
Chase spreads the blueprints out over one of the remaining tables and we finish barricading the door.
"You do know that's not going to hold them off for very long right?" I ask.
"Yeah, I know," Chase responds, eyes focused solely on the prints in front of him.
"Who's idea was it take on a freaking bunker anyway?" Jason mutters.
"Devin." Me and Chase answer in unison.
"Hey how was I supposed to know they had tanks." he pauses, "And flamethrowers...and...RPGs...and fighter jets...and-"
"Stop talking" I interrupt.
"And a poor welcoming committee." He finishes.
"Just shut up." Jason scolds.
"There's a landing platform on the roof if we can get to it." Chase interrupts.
"And what good will that do us? In case you haven't noticed we don't have any aircraft." I tell him.
"There could be a helicopter or something there." I give him a disbelieving look. "Well do you have any better ideas? We can't exactly go back the way we came."
"I'm on Chase's side for this one," Jason adds in.
"It's not like we have anywhere else to go," Devin says. "But then again, I'm all up for dying young...as long as you guys die with me."
"Thanks, Devin." Comes Jason's flat reply.
There's a loud banging from the door as several people try to open it from their side. We all stand ready, waiting for them to actually get the door open.
It's quiet for a while before an explosion sounds off, the tables flying back from the doorway and smoke fills the room. Our guns are raised as soldiers begin to pile in, but none of them making it more than three feet from the doorway.
Shots ring out continuously before all is quiet once again.
"That was easy," Devin smirks as he waves some of the remaining smoke out of his face. "When does round 2 begin?"
I roll my eyes and glare at him before walking out the doorway after Chase. We make our way through the series of hallways, occasionally ducking into rooms if we hear someone approaching.
We continue on in complete silence, only speaking if we have too...except for Devin.
"Can I ask you something?"
"No." We all chorus in unison.
"Well, I'm going to anyway." Devin says, "Do any of you find it odd that we haven't run into anyone else in a while?"
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Agent 57 (Book 2)
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