The Lethal Heiress: Too Late For Regret

d not fall.

aining grounds. The temperature hovered just above freezing. The Atlantic

t. The hood was down. The rain soaked her dark hair, plastering it to her skull. She

ren ripped thr

n. The sound vibrated in Ashlee's chest cavity. Red strobe lights fla

ud, panic hit

lost his footing in the slick mud. His knees hit the ground hard. He gasped for

own at him. Her

her right hand. The coffee inside was scalding

amic sh

her Kevlar-reinforced gloves. Sharp pieces of ceramic dug into th

n pieces. She reached

r pistol. She pulled it from the holster in one fluid mot

led the

. It was louder than the thunder. The mass

ating. He stared up at the platform. The panic dra

lowered

e. Gus Schmidt's voice came th

We have

fingers to her ea

d vault," Gus s

The coldness spread from h

ped up to the metal railing, and kicked it. The gate swun

into the dirt. Mud splashed up her tactical pants. She absorbe

armory. Her strides

uders," Ashlee dema

slightly. "They cut the thermal imaging in Sector B

ory. She shoved it open with her shoulder. The

ult rifles. She went straight to

. It weighed over thirty pounds. She lifted it with

magazines from the shelf. She shoved them

ast Watchtower. It was the highest point in the base. It o

ed the base of the tower. The me

muscles burned with every step. She climbed the five flights o

ervation deck. It was e

he raised her heavy boot and kic

shattere

oom. Wind and rain hit her face l

Barrett onto the window ledge. She pulled the charging

r right eye ag

he rain blurred the lens. She wiped

er

l-body thermal-blocking wetsuit. They moved low to the ground. The

e of the cliff. A speedboat w

d cold. She turned the dial two clicks to the left. She calculated the cr

of the cliff. The person s

er lungs. Her heartbeat slowed down. The crossh

nger squeeze

ifle

ike a sledgehammer. The pain radiated down h

lens, she sa

the shadow's back. The kinetic energy of the heavy ro

er the edge of the cliff, tumbling awkwar

keyed h

eploy the patrol boats. Lock down the grid.

pulled the rifle back, ejected the

She headed straight for the

the corridor flickered.

door. Blood pooled around their heads. The metalli

n't check their pulses. They were dead.

ed into

ct circle had been cut out of the thick steel door. The edges of

blet in his hands. His face was complete

t Ashlee. He s

His voice was a w

She looked through the hole.

shlee said. Her

s fingers shook. "The SSS-class b

Her jaw tightened. Her right index