Daughter of Zeus ✔

21.2

They came through the doorway fast. Ada had to resist the urge to shoot because Darcy was the first face she saw, smeared with dirt and blood.

"What happened?" But her question became obsolete when Shylar walked in carrying Moretz in his arms.

"We have to go," Shylar said.

He dumped Moretz on the living room couch without much care. Moretz was out, and she sent a small bolt of electricity his way. His body arched, but he didn't wake.

"Darcy tried that," Shylar told her as he rushed from room to room throwing things in their luggage bags. "The Sammies sent an EMP pulse, and the car wouldn't work. He used himself to power the car, and it took a lot out of him."

The situation sounded familiar. Her heart changed a slight direction as she thought about the implications of Moretz's sacrificial actions. She also considered that he might never wake and that he had drained himself into a coma. When she powered her electric car, she wanted to sleep for days. Since she only had to power her vehicle for five minutes, she had been able to shake off the weariness. He had likely powered the car for twenty minutes, maybe more.

She stopped Shylar by grabbing him roughly. "I wasn't trying to wake the bastard. Why did you let Darcy do this?"

"Because Kressick ordered me to protect you both. If I hadn't gone with her, she would've gone alone. Plus, she was phenomenal, blasting Sammies from a quarter mile away." He resumed packing.

"Big fucking deal." She yelled at his back. "What I care about is being on the run from Sammies with a man I hate, a man who—" Her sentence choked off. To her embarrassment, she was crying.

"Hey." Shylar caught her chin in his hand. "I'll tell you what I told your sister, and then decide if you're going to come with us. I don't remember much of anything about my life before I met you." He let that hang for a moment before saying, "If Kressick re-wired your father like he did to me, then the Moretz who wakes is going to be different from the one you knew. Can you give him a chance, for your sister?"

Ada slapped his hand away. "God damnit." She swallowed a sob. "What choice do I have? They'll be looking for all of us now. There's no way you two idiots got him out without being spotted on surveillance."

He didn't deny her theory.

"Hey!" Darcy called.

She was staring out of the window in the living room that overlooked the street. "While you two were fighting it out, the Sammies were surrounding the building. What do we do now?"