Bab 264: Bane vs. Connor

Suddenly, like an angel from heaven, the helicopter above us—the ones Malachi and September were in—lowered down to ground.

The rushing wind that overtook the place whipped against my body and my face, as the blades of the helicopter traveled the wind through the area.

I could see Malachi and September exit their flying transport, with their guns drawn and faced at Lock.

"Don't move!" September shouted.

Malachi didn't say anything, but his gun was still locked on Matthew's chest. Any move Matthew made meant imminent death.

I looked back at him, in which he looked at me, his eyes widened with fear and panic. "Now you have a choice," I said. "Surrender and live, or run and die. Your pick."

But then, as if it wasn't chaotic enough, I heard, "I'll give you two a choice instead."

Me and Matthew turned around to see three TSA vehicles parked, with men pouring out of them, and Luthor Bane standing in front of them like some king.