“How on – ?” Cutter gaped in surprise for a moment before A’luhr yanked him down the escalator with her, and him pulling the rest of the party in tow. If not, well, we’ll go with your idea of making a distraction.” He let go of A’luhr, but positioned his hand close to his holstered gun while eyeing A’luhr warily. “Get off of him, you fucking whore!” Priya spat, drawing her gun and moving to run back towards where Cutter was struggling with his pants now half off. We don’t want to be caught with our pants down – willingly.”
“You’re joking at a time like this!?” Priya spat in disbelief. He watched the motions of the thralls to wait for a safe moment to silently dash to the other side of the clearing between the aisles. The grotesque view that now greeted her eyes made it seem like that stroke of good fortune had used up all their remaining luck.
