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“I give up! I give up!”

Caine reached the doorway and entered the turbine roo ht, lay Josh He sat, stunned, in a black pool of his own blood One leg isted at an ile

Caine felt a flash of anger Josh was a kid, nokids in this position?

“Don’t shoot ed

Drake raised high his whip hand and brought it doith sound-barrier-shattering speed on Josh’s upraised hands

Josh screa didn’t stop

“Leave him,” Caine snapped “Get to the control room”

Drake turned a feral snarl on Caine, teeth bared, eyes wild Contempt and fury were in those eyes Caine raised his hands, ready, waiting for his lieutenant to turn his whip against him

Instead Drake kicked the prostrate boy in his da toward the door to the outside

It all seeun s Caine heard Drake’s soldiers co up the rear

“Door’s locked,” Drake called back

Caine caught up to him and tried the doorknob himself It was heavy steel set into a heavy steel frame, obviously a door meant to withstand explosion or attack If he hit it with a direct shock-wave of telekinetic power, it ht bust open But in the confined area of the hallway it ht also reverb and knock hi”

Caine glanced around, searching for soh for his purposes Back in the turbine rooly built

Caine raised the chest off the floor and hurled it through the air, down the hall It slammed into the locked door

He was iratified by the spectacle of Drake flattened to the wall to avoid getting hit by the wrenches and sockets and screwdrivers that flew like shrapnel from the chest