Chapter Forty-Six
Jia whipped her mini-flitter around and zoomed toward the coordinates sent by Emma.
Sweat beaded the side of her head. The enemy had done their best to slow them down and distract them, and she would admit they had done a very good job.
If they hadn’t had Emma helping them, the terrorists might have even succeeded, but what might have been meant nothing. Now it was just a matter of time.
According to the transmitted feed, the helmeted and armored terrorists were jumping off their mini-flitters and out of a hovertruck next to a grav tower control facility. The facility formed the base of one of the larger towers.
“Why?” Jia murmured her breath. All those sacrifices, and that was all they’d achieved—a handful of terrorists at a single gravity tower.
To her relief, the
