Chapter 165

Avion didn't need to see to know One had turned from the viewing window to approach him. While light on her feet, One emitted a certain esoteric frequency that he couldn't help but tune in to.

Lying in the hospital bed, conscious for the moment, he wondered how much he'd missed during their great escape from the military facility that had imprisoned her. The last thing he remembered, he'd used his body as a shield against a bullet. He could only blame his currently over-taxed human self for managing only a hazy recollection of the events that followed.

Some hero I turned out to be.

Executing a rescue operation would have proven much more satisfying if he'd not gotten shot in the process. And for what?

To save a woman who could save herself.