(eng) Jonathan Moeller - Cloak Games 08 by Hammer Break

Author:Hammer Break [Break, Hammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9: Urban Warfare

We should have died.

The anthrophage on the overpass had us dead to rights. Its shot had been perfect. The rocket should have smashed through the windshield and exploded inside the car, killing us both in the resultant fireball.

The anthrophage’s shot was perfect…but so was Murdo’s reaction.

He wrenched the wheel hard to the right, so hard that car almost flipped over. It would have flipped over, except that the rocket slammed into the street and exploded. We were close enough that we caught the edge of the shock wave, and that threw the car back onto all four wheels.

It also blew out the windows and the windshield, diamonds of safety glass spraying in all directions. I had buckled my seat belt, thank God, but my head still bounced hard off the window frame, glass spilling onto my lap. The car jumped the curb, the tires squealing as Murdo slammed on the brakes, and so we shot past some terrified pedestrians and slammed into the side of an office building at about thirty miles an hour.

That hurt.

My aching head snapped forward as the car’s hood crumpled like an accordion. The seat belt dragged into my chest and waist like iron bars, and coming to a full stop was a horrible sensation. I jerked back into the seat, my head throbbing, the flood of adrenaline making my hands twitch.

“Go!” said Murdo.

I blinked, looked him, and my shocked brain snapped back into focus.

Right. The SUVs. I heard tires screeching, and through the broken window on Murdo’s side, I saw the SUVs skidding to a halt. If the previous attack at the Rocky Mountain Mile was any indication, those SUVs would be full of anthrophages armed with heavy weapons.

And there were lots of people on the sidewalks. It was only by the grace of God and the sharpness of Murdo’s reflexes that we hadn’t killed any pedestrians. There were a lot of innocent people nearby, and the anthrophages wouldn’t hesitate to mow them down to get at us.

We had to get the hell out of here, right now.

“Yeah,” I said. I unlocked my seatbelt and tried to open my door. It was warped shut, but my window was gone, so I scrambled out the window as Murdo ran around the car. I checked my purse, making sure the phone with the video recording was secure and shifted the strap so that it went diagonally across my chest. I was going to have to run for my life, and I didn’t want to lose the phone with the video recording.

Murdo threw open the trunk and reached inside. You couldn’t take guns into the Royal Bank, but the Rebels never liked to go anywhere unarmed, so Murdo passed me a Royal Arms .45 semiautomatic pistol with an extended eighteen-round magazine.

Against a mob of anthrophages, it was like using a toothpick to fight an angry dog, but it was better than nothing.

But I could do far more damage with my spells than with any firearm.

“We need to get under cover,” said Murdo.

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