#Chapter 171: I should have killed him

Nolan swept me back into the safety of the tank. A dozen Gamma warriors piled in quickly behind us and we started our way back down the mountain. At the base of the mountain, Nolan and I had the good fortune of changing into a new ride. A limousine was waiting for us. Once the door slammed shut behind us, I finally felt like I could begin to relax. Neither of us spoke for several minutes. It was not awkward silence. More like comfortable quiet. We were both still reeling from the intensity of the past few hours. Outside, the storm raged on. But the closer we got to the palace, the smaller and more distant it seemed. I cracked open a bottle of water, took a few sips and then offered it to Nolan. He chugged the rest. “What now?” I asked idly. I scooted my body close to his. “I can’t believe this is finally over.” He stared straight ahead at the closed driver’s cab partition. “It’s not over,” he muttered, frowning. Then he turned, looked at me intently and asked, “I should