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to sit and listen to this anymore.  I stormed into the dining area and over to their table.  I barely glanced at the girl he sat with.  I grabbed West by the front of his thick shirt and hauled him out into the hall and into a closet.
    “You need to be more careful,” I said between clenched teeth.  “You’re going to expose us all.”
    “Get off me, Eve,” he said, his voice escalating as he tried to shove me.  I didn’t budge.
    I had him pinned against the shelves, my forearm across his shoulders.
    “Royce doesn’t want them knowing about the Extractor,” I said, my eyes burning into his.  “And you’re about to blow that.”
    “It’s a little difficult keeping that secret, walking around looking like this,” he said.  “And hiding this.”  He ripped his button up shirt open, exposing his inhibitor through the thin white shirt he wore underneath.
    “Stay away from them if you have to,” I said, backing off because my bones were starting to splinter being so close to West.
    “No,” he said indignantly.  “I am not going to lock myself up in some room because you can’t stand the sight of me actually talking to another woman.”
    “Oh my gosh,” I said, not able to help rolling my eyes.  “We so need to get over this.  This is a lot bigger than our little love triangle past.”
    West shook his head and stormed out of the closet.
    I stood in the dark for a moment, trying to pull in the wild pieces that seemed to be breaking off of me.
    Avian was right.  I was on the verge of a break down, and I was going to hurt someone.
    And I knew who that someone would be.
    The second these people left, I’d have Dr. Beeson fix me.
    Because I didn’t know how to function as a human.  I was part Bane, and I was finally ready to accept that.

 
     
    NINE
     
    “All units to the auditorium.”
    The radio crackled to life, static for just a moment, followed by a harsh, demanding voice.  Royce.
    I shot out of bed, adrenaline flooding my system.  For a moment I was back in my tent, ready to track a Bane down through the woods, shotgun in hand.
    “What’d that just say?” Avian asked groggily in the dark.
    “All units to the auditorium,” I repeated, my pants already pulled on and tying the laces on my boots.  “It was Royce.”
    I was impatient, waiting for Avian’s sleepy self to get ready to move.  We both jogged down the hall toward the auditorium, each of us with a rifle in one hand, a handgun in another pocket.  Avian’s necklace bounced softly on my chest as we ran.
    We stepped into the dimly lit space and found what looked to be every one of the outsiders gathered on the stage.  Raj, Nick, Elijah, and Royce all surrounded them, guns pointed in their directions.
    Half a dozen other soldiers burst into the auditorium the same time Avian and I did, and we joined those on the stage.
    “What’s going on?” I asked at the same time as Bill.
    “This one was trying to sneak out through the stairway,” Raj said in his heavy accent, pointing to one of the outsiders.  “He was trying to get to the roof with that.”  He pointed to a small black box that sat in the middle of the stage.  It was maybe six inches by six inches.
    “What is it?” I asked.
    “They’re not saying,” Royce said, his jaw so tight I thought his teeth might crack.  His eyes blazed and every muscle in his body was flexed.  He looked ready to kill someone.
    Dr. Beeson suddenly appeared in the doorway and jogged down the stairs.
    “Is this it?” he asked, pointing to the box when he reached the stage.
    “That’s what he was trying to get to the roof,” Raj said with a nod.
    Dr. Beeson crossed to the box, and carefully picked it up.  He lifted a lid and his face was illuminated with a flashing green light.
    “Bomb?” Graye asked, automatically taking a step back.
    Dr. Beeson’s face paled, but he shook his head.  He tipped the box and something small slipped out into his hand.
    It was a two inch,