"But…" she trailed off, unsure what to say. Jessica was right. Had the man known who they really were, he wouldn't have tried to save them. He was their enemy. She shouldn't feel sorrow for his death. She hadn't cared about the guard she'd killed down in their cell. The only difference between the two was the circumstances.
They found a stairwell leading back down and dashed through the doorway. The white walls turned into grey brick as they went deeper into the building and Earth.
Their flight came to a screeching halt as they hit the next landing. Armored men carrying machine guns surrounded them.
