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him astray in the thousands
of years as his XO. He waited until he was out of sight of the
hotel’s cameras before blinking.
    “’bout time,” Dusty said.
    Damian accepted his hand in greeting, looking
around. The room was as still as a graveyard despite the dozen
Guardians there. Dusty had called in the entire sector. If he were
personally involved in the operation, something was very, very
wrong.
    “I think this is yours,” Dusty said and
handed him a few surveillance pictures taken of one of Czerno’s
safe houses in northern Virginia and an apartment building.
    Damian froze as he saw the photo of Czerno
dragging Sofia to a car.
    “How the fuck did she get to Virginia?!” he
roared.
    “She flew,” Dusty said, leveling a look on
Jake, who stood in a corner with his head bowed.
    Furious his order had been disobeyed, Damian
started for the young Guardian. Dusty planted a hand in his
chest.
    “D, we need to get to her now. We know what
he’s planning,” he said quietly, calmly. “You hear me? We know
where he’s taking her.”
    Damian met Dusty’s clear blue eyes, blood
boiling.
    “C’mon, bro. If he finishes with her before
we get there … “
    They were fucked. Damian forced
himself to calm down, though he wanted nothing more than to wrap
his hands around the newbie’s neck. The thought of Sofia in
Czerno’s hands did worse than anger him – he felt fear for
the first time in millennia .
    “You know where she is,” he said.
    “Yes.”
    “We’ll do this your way, Dusty. We raze the
place. No survivors.”
    “We’ll drop you in first,” Dusty said.
“Whatever you don’t destroy, we will. I called in the DC Sector for
support as well.”
    “He’s going with me,” Damian said, indicating
Jake.
    “Agreed. Jake, prep yourself. You’ve got half
an hour.”
    It was a death sentence, and Damian saw the
realization in Jake’s eyes before the newbie left for the weapons
room. The other Guardians filed out in silence befitting a
funeral.
    “He’s the only one at station who can
Transport,” Dusty reminded him.
    “I don’t give a damn. If we can’t un-fuck
what he did, Czerno will destroy humanity overnight.”
    And Sofia.
    “I’ll put out a recruitment requirement for a
new Transporter,” Dusty said and begin handing him weapons.
    Damian pulled off his sweater to reveal a
black t-shirt and tucked weapons into his cargo pants, boots and
pockets. They were silent, aware this would be one of the most
crucial battles they’d encountered in ages.
    “Is she like the oracles in your father’s
court?” Dusty asked. “Does she understand how important her gift
is?”
    “Not yet,” Damian admitted. “She’s this sexy
little thing with beautiful eyes. Lots of spunk and stubborn as an
ox. Nice rack, killer legs. So sweet and innocent. Were we ever
innocent?”
    “Nope. We were damaged goods when we were
dropped onto this planet.”
    He felt Dusty’s thoughtful gaze on him and
looked up from strapping a gun to his ankle.
    “Watsup?” he asked, straightening.
    Dusty shook his head, though Damian saw his
faint smile.
    “Bro, watsup?”
    “Either you need a woman real bad or there’s
something special about this one.”
    “Hey now, don’t insult my oracle,” Damian
warned. “Assuming she survives tonight.”
    He ignored Dusty’s intent look, aware his BFF
knew when he was avoiding answering his question. Dusty was right
on both accounts: he needed a woman, and she was special. He didn’t
dare mess with an oracle, though. It was common sense: never piss
off the woman who could see the future, lest she alter it and make
your life hell. Thousands of years hadn’t given him much insight
into a woman’s way of thinking, but this he knew without a
doubt.
    “As if the European front wasn’t enough,”
Dusty muttered.
    “Tell me about it. After this is over, I’ll
tell you about the Guardian recruitment stats.”
    “Gods.”
    “Yeah.”
    Hang in there, Sofia.
     
     

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