After the first explosion occurred and chaos ensued, Angel didn't slow down once they cleared the emergency stairwell. She kept Reva close, one hand locked around her wrist as alarms screamed behind them and smoke rolled through the lower halls. Security was already scattered, priorities broken, everyone running in different directions. No one stopped them. No one even looked twice.
The hovercar was waiting where Angel had parked it, systems already hot and doors sliding open the moment she came within range. She shoved Reva inside, jumped into the driver's seat, and punched the throttle. The car tore away from the tower just as another blast rippled through the structure above.
Reva hadn't said a word yet. Her hands were clenched in her lap, eyes fixed on the shrinking skyline. Only when the tower disappeared behind other buildings did she finally look at Angel.
"Is he—"
"He told me not to answer that yet," Angel cut in, softer than her tone suggested. "We go to the dock first."
