Back to the hell where they belong

[PORT]

"Where the hell is she?" Primo checked the time in irritation. "Should we leave her behind?"

Tiger just stood motionless several meters from him, staring at nothingness. Everyone had already left. At least, most of the Reapers who came on this mission already left via helicopter. There were also a few from the Interpol who came with them disguised as hostages, and then Ram and his people.

All that was left in the port were Primo and Tiger, the dead bodies loitering on the ground, and the helicopter hovering in the port. They were just waiting for Hera.

"Should we go find her?" Primo suggested, having this mixture of annoyance and worry. "She said she only needed a bit of time. This isn't a bit of time anymore. We can't stay here any longer, or the police will come."

"Tiger," he called again since Tiger didn't seem like he was hearing him. "If you don't want to, then I'd go —"

"She's here."