"Careful, Barry," Frankie said.

"Sorry, made me jump," he whispered. "Where the heck are they? What'd they do? Send it down with a bomb on it for fun?"

Frankie shook her head, "No clue. Doesn't make sense."

Barry took a few steps toward the elevator, with Frankie joining him at his side, holding the bed rail over her shoulder like a baseball bat. Both of the elevator's doors were bent and charred, leaning against the inside of the airlock. Barry lifted one with a grunt and pushed it out of the way as he squinted through the smoke. "There's nothing in there," he said.

That's when the hatch at the top of the elevator crashed to the floor and Major Kat Argo swung down from the opening, both feet plowing into Barry's ch...

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