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between the two factions has
escalated. Intelligence information states the two males identified
as Destin Parks and Colbert Allen are fighting for control of
Chicago, as you know. It would appear some of Parks men may have
been responsible for the theft of the military equipment used to
shoot down the helicopter you were in,” Cutter said quietly as he
raised his viewer to his eyes to watch the conflict below. He
whistled under his breath when he saw the figure take out the two
men with a clean shot to the head. “Nice shooting. If nothing else,
some of these humans would make good warriors.”
    Razor ignored the comment as he continued to
observe the figure as it rose. Kali. His . That was all he
could think about over the past two weeks since she vanished after
flagging down several members of the search team looking for him
and leading them to where she had left him. Since then, he had
ordered every piece of information available on her delivered to
him.
    Tonight, there were two other men with her.
He watched as she turned and called out to them. They knelt next to
the dead men, talking for several minutes. Frustration ate at him
that he could not hear what they were saying.
    He reluctantly lowered his viewer as they
turned and began moving away. It was the same each night. He was
slowly piecing together a pattern of her movements. Kali frequently
traveled with one or more men. Jealousy flared at the thought of
other males near her. He wondered if these males meant something to
her. He had seen them with her on more than one occasion. It
wouldn’t matter. He had already made his decision. She was his.
    “Wasn’t that the female who saved your
life?” Cutter asked suddenly, turning to look at him with a puzzled
expression.
    “Yes,” Razor bit out in a low, savage
voice.
    *.*.*
    Razor scanned the area once more before
standing. Since he regained consciousness in the medical unit
aboard his Flagship, the Journey , two weeks ago, he had been
studying both forces with an intensity he hadn’t felt since he took
command of his first warship. While each side was fierce and
methodical in their attacks, there was a clear difference in their
styles. Destin Parks’ followers routinely protected and worked at
rebuilding the city, using more of a defensive rather than
offensive strategy while Colbert Allen waged a war of terror and
destruction. Those fighting under him were aggressive and ruthless;
uncaring of the collateral damage done during their attacks.
    This was why he found it difficult to
believe that Parks was responsible for the attack on the
helicopter. Something was missing, he could feel it in his gut. It
didn’t make sense.
    The question that continued to bother him
the most was from the Intel he had read through during his
recovery. Human military aircraft had routinely been crossing the
area for the past six months and none had been attacked. Why would
they fire on the human helicopter now? What were the odds of the
rebels picking one that was flying an unscheduled flight, at night,
with him on board, and attack it?
    Only a handful of humans were aware of his
sudden change of transportation. A handful of humans… and members
of the council. An immediate report was filed every time a Trivator
warrior was injured or reported missing. He had learned a very
valuable lesson thanks to his younger brother’s new sister, Jordan.
Hunter had informed him four months ago on his journey here that
information proving Dagger may still be alive had come to light. A
rescue mission was currently in progress.
    The incident two weeks ago left too many
unanswered questions. He wanted answers, especially for the one
burning a hole through his chest every time he saw Kali Parks in
danger like she was tonight. She could easily have been wounded or
killed. Why would Destin Parks’ allow his sister to constantly be
exposed to such danger?
    Watching Kali in action reminded him of some
of the stories his brother, Hunter, had told him