“Are you okay?”
“I think so,” I say.
“What happened?”
“She hit me.”
“Who hit you?”
“Erin Allison.”
“What?”
“She was on the roof. She shot me with a dart.”
Cameron shakes his head.
“Fuck!”
“What?”
“The building was clear. How’d we miss her?”
“She wasn’t actually inside the building,” I point out.
“Still,” he growls. “Now we have a serious problem.”
The other dragons are still circling the building. My earpiece still seems to be working, so I speak up.
“Time to go home,” I say. “Don’t try to get the bitch. Go home, everyone. Mission over.”
Instantly, the dragons take off into the night. Under the cover of darkness, they’re nearly invisible. Nothing can see them. They need to get out of here before Erin spots them in the rays of moonlight and tries to shoot them, too. I don’t know how much range she has on that dart gun of hers, and I don’t want to find out.
“What about us?” Cameron asks.
“Boys, the video is live,” Marta says into our ears. “Get your asses out of there. It’s about to go down.”
I look up at the building that’s on fire. Flames lick at the sides, and I realize that we’ve accomplished our mission. Even with backups, Providential is going to lose a lot of research, a lot of weapons, and a lot of money today.
Hopefully, it’ll be so much that they won’t be able to recover.
We have a choice to make now, though, and it’s not an easy one.
We could go to the roof and fight her. Cameron could fly us up there, set her on fire, and fly away into the night like nothing happened. I don’t know how the hell she’s planning on getting out of the building before it burns down. She probably has a helicopter coming. We could help her avoid all of that trouble, though, just by slaughtering her now.
Or we could wait.
We could be patient.
We could let the world punish her for her crimes against shifters.
We could let everyone see, when they watch the revelation film, just how terrible of a person she really is.
I don’t know what the right answer is.
“Wilson,” Cameron asks again. “What do you want to do?”
It’s my call.